Qwel & Maker - Chicago '66 lyrics

How they pimpin slippin backwards like not it hypnotic and it's not a game I got fame in the back and he came with the snake in the closet but not a name And it might be yours if you like these scores unlike before you got it made Just pay us homage and promise to bring dollars to the bottomless safe With a diddy and a video to show my tricks And a chip on your shoulder when you pose for flicks But still owe on the throne from the poster splits I control the mix and you know this sh** Mint foldin holdin his golden gimmick to limit his focus Hopin this molten image prison was a prison long before he sold it All this sh**'s mine like what's yours But what's more I got it quoted To the dot o six with more tricks to record so the office door sits open Endorsment forces in cohorts of sorts was poking At a subtle promotion to slow the drop in hop hip profits from slopin Go get it my precious go getter business is cold weather sped up Whether it upsets me though I figured cold cheddar would know better than bust I meant dough from the show and a cut from the front We'll chat about the rest and invest in the past Just as fast as we know it's successive bumps Go ahead and get it darlin who's a star Anyway any minute gotta prove your heart Penny saved let me get it it's the floozy's part Gotta work for the turf and the j**els we bought First time I seen you line front Shinin like a movie star with a rhyme like a diamond mine and a mind like a ruby heart You're who we are The smarts and the j**elry art Did the charts mark stars when you fell to the milky way You're a dime to duke would I lie to boo We in it like silken suede I love it when you get it flip hate it when you don't misses It's hypnosis in strippin pole position grinning gold So most of the pros I know won't wanna miss it Don't stop get it get it the world gets so little when you're rich Strut switch it up a bit strip stiff upper lip hookin in the public fish It's your one to six and the funds you get from your publishin and politics You can fly to the top if you ride with the don and sign on as the bottom b**h Pocket stitches poppin out of nitches miss just give me what you love hit me with a dub You're the sun and the moon and and the diamonds shinin so pretty in the club You're rollin with the king's king holder of the bling bling To see that the s*uts get out Till the dough gets back where the quotient at Get a told ya slap with a note attached explainin fact There's love in the game sweet thang but you can't put a fold in that When it rains bring change king plays coach'll take ya where the coats is at Obey what we say or the week day grind in the line of the oprah mat Get paid in sheep's hay ho if we say so vultures where the cultures at It's spin like a 'lac in a cal de sac Or just tic tac toe where the o's get slashed It's all about love if it ain't about love well love with a bogus laugh The coldest acts only homey but the holding pact coulda told ya that Keep the change and your name in the street When the seasons and they change cold and fast It's a shame what a motherf**er do today with these snakes out here givin loot away See it's all in the wrist and the grip of the fall if it's all a ball sh** shoot away Mang dig it chain thickness Just jot that blotch on the dotted line It clangs and fixes itself to riches but listen misses what you got is mine Apologize if it's cra** just get that cash and bring it back My hoes hit the scene in tact with the fattest bling where the green is at See I see to that Where the grievance pact I seen it just this morning Some corny type refused to front us recording rights So we sued 'em for performing warning