paroles de chanson Chile - Champ Abrams feat. Black Seoul

Ride, on da west side
Ride, on da west side
Side what is next I
Ride what is next I

I'm too ready
I'm too ready
I play with the odds like two face
Don't play with the Gods, ay you pray
I'll slay them charts, Haru Drake
Jesus knows how you make
All they hearts go two ways
One side hates, one side loves
It's all good cause the boss party up above
Spice it up, spice it up, spice it up
Hot mommas got drama, til they likin us
Only angels ridin though, like they on a bus
You gon needa gauntlet to get rid of us
If you love me then get in the car
I don't gain much by trollin a star
All a na know that is who are
I been real with this and I came really far

Chile Picante
Chile Picante
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Chile Picante

Gotta get it if I didn't
Then uh I'm a have to steal it
I'm a be the only really deally
Feel me, yuh
Bouta say I didn't do it, but uh
Who am I kiddin
There ain't another one around me doin it like Chabizzle
Fashizzle, I'm bouta sizzle without me seein the devil
I'm hot as hell but, a rebel to a demon
Yup
I feel sublime baby
Gotta get it one time one time baby
Don't even give em one time one time baby
I wanna see it but I gotta run, time's shady
Yeah
Ay get it shawty
Hit it harder
Split it woadie
We the party
Get it started
Get the hotties
She decided
Pardon me lil mama
We about to bring the models
Is you part of this, or not
Wit the Chile Chile yachty

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