paroles de chanson Checc on You - Tez The Don

Only time I call is just to fuck or fight or check on you
I might spend a check on you
I might make it less on you
When I hit the mall and buy it all then spend the rest on you
That is not to flex on you
That's for all the stress on you

Crazy crazy crazy, lil baby won't say she love me
Won't say she been thinking of me
I realize this ain't real
Rain on me when it's sunny
She pull up to get it from me
I put it all in her tummy
She telling me how it feel
Then it's right back to the basics
She yelling through the phone, I'm like bitch I'm in the basement
I ain't got no reception
I been down here networking, me and you got no connection
Until we meet up again and just put it all in the sexing

I want it I gotta like it
She want it right after fighting
I want it it's so enticing
She want it she so excited
I want it I gotta bite it
She want it she gotta ride it
I want it she never hiding
She want it she come and find me
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I think I got it bad
Cause now I'm in the mall like I can ball, popping all the tags
Like she can have it all, want you want just throw it in the bag
And imma throw it in the back as if I learned that shit from Fab

Only time I call is just to fuck or fight or check on you
I might spend a check on you
I might make it less on you
When I hit the mall and buy it all then spend the rest on you
That is not to flex on you
That's for all the stress on you

Only time I call is just to fuck or fight or check on you
I might spend a check on you
I might make it less on you
When I hit the mall and buy it all then spend the rest on you
That is not to flex on you
That's for all the stress on you

I told my hood baby I need a day off
She said a 3 month layoff
All that grinding you been doing Tezerelli gotta pay off
I say we want one in the same
You fuck me like you insane
When you grind me you do yo thang
I don't mind giving you some change

Buying you a diamond chain
Puttin ice in ya name
If you fight for me pick a finger
I'll buy it a diamond ring
Tires to ride in lanes
Places with foreign grain
No replacements ain't no exchange
Ain't complacent but nor complaining

Guess my 9 to 5 working well
Got me looking stale
I wanna slide, out of town
Just to come back with some bells
Break it down, weigh it down
Bag it up right off the scale
My nigga talking bout let's match, this ain't to smoke fool this to sell
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I think I got it bad
Cause I don't need the streets, I love the streets, my people think that's sad
It got me in the mall, like I ball
Popping all the tags saying throw it in the bag
Like I learned that shit from Fab

Only time I call is just to fuck or fight or check on you
I might spend a check on you
I might make it less on you
When I hit the mall and buy it all then spend the rest on you
That is not to flex on you
That's for all the stress on you

Only time I call is just to fuck or fight or check on you
I might spend a check on you
I might make it less on you
When I hit the mall and buy it all then spend the rest on you
That is not to flex on you
That's for all the stress on you