paroles de chanson Chon Chon - Reginald Wavy

New whip got auto pilot
I ain't even gotta drive
Burn 3.5 in the backseat
Hoes running after me
Everyday is a track meet
You press me
I take your girl
How sad would that be
When I get this money
Watch the kid go insane
Cop a crib
Then I'm seeing Johnny dang
Bros love it when I rap
Hoes love it when I sang
From 94 till now
I been kicking straight game

I'm just whipping through the city
Been had the hoes in seven oaks
When I Show up I do the most
Then I disappear like a ghost
I see your girl got a bon bon
I heard she wanna give me
Chon chon
I'm at pf Chang dolo
Eating crab wontons
You a sideline cheerleader
Grab the pom poms

Pirelli tires when I pull up
I'm the shit
So I'm rocking Gucci pull ups
This s550 got room put my foot up
I throw money in the air
You throw yo hood up
That's why we are not the same
Hella different
You niggas focused
On the wrong thangs
Money change a lot of people
Have em looking real strange
Play it safe hit the blinker
When I'm swerving in the lane
Mr wavy tapping in
If you rapping then Lil homey What's happening
In the studio I feel so comfy
If you bring any hoes
Man they can't be ugly
Combo to the safe
Gotta put the dough away
Man that girl straight trash dog
She a throwaway
You ain't even got a drum
Put that little pole away
My Gucci wallet screaming out Broke bitches go away

I'm just whipping through the city
Been had the hoes in seven oaks
When I Show up I do the most
Then I disappear like a ghost
I see your girl got a bon bon
I heard she wanna give me
Chon chon
I'm at pf Chang dolo
Eating crab wontons
You a sideline cheerleader
Grab the pom poms

Had to hit em with the laser
He was one tap
Fuck it hit the nigga with a taser
Shorty like how I taste
This a brand new flavor
Walking in the function sharper Than a new razor
Passive income
Getting money quick
Gave you $20
How you walking round like
You don't owe me shit
Calm down Lil bruh
Get a couple sticks
Now niggas wanna act tough
Go against the wave
You better quit that
I took a couple Ls
But fuck it
I got get back
I already hit it
Now I'm asking where yo friend at
Money conversations
I ain't really with the chit chat Nigga

I'm just whipping through the city
Been had the hoes in seven oaks
When I Show up I do the most
Then I disappear like a ghost
I see your girl got a bon bon
I heard she wanna give me
Chon chon
I'm at pf Chang dolo
Eating crab wontons
You a sideline cheerleader
Grab the pom poms