Cook - Chief Keef

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In the AMG, lookin' like I cook dope

Since I’m a fucking pimp, I’ma need a good hoe

Catch your ass lackin', give your ass some good smoke

The bitch up in this foreign will give your ass some good throat

The bitch up in the trap will give your ass a good pack

The shooter ridin' with me get your ass in a bag

Beef ain’t really nothin', nah, really it’s a snack

Before I made it here, I was runnin' through the packs

Runnin' thru the racks up in Saks, it’s a fact

To ride presidential, I done blacked out the 'lac

Put the rover up and I done backed out the back

Told 'em send the fiends to the back house for crack

I hop up out the whip, look like I sell controlled substances

When she see the ice, I bet I leave the bitch like, ''Oh, shit!''

Lookin' like the plug, 'cause I’m really on my boss shit

Trapper on my lap, just in case I have to bust shit

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Got a hundred bags, served all dimes

Got a thousand more of those, call the line

Snowman, I want seventeen fives

Why a dealership tellin' me lies?

Told me that my trunk was up in the front

But it’s in the back, bitches think it’s summer

Slide the van doors, beat a nigga drum

I promise you won’t even see a nigga comin'

'Cause I move like Obama, probably fucked your mama

Saw a bad bitch walkin', she want me to run up

She saw the falcon stripes down the middle of the foreign

Saw the fire out the pipes then Ii knew that bitch was goin'

Don’t make me hit your college, fuck your bitch up in your dorm

I don’t even know her, too many bitches in my phone

Let me cut this Marvin on, that mean we can get it on

You know bitches love dope, that’s why they can’t leave me 'lone

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