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Ghetto Until Proven Fashionable (feat. Nickelus F) Video (MV)






Chris Crack - Ghetto Until Proven Fashionable (feat. Nickelus F) Lyrics




(Chris Crack)
I ain't got the drip, nigga I am the wave
OWWW
Mr slicker than a dipstick
Mr travelodge,
Nigga u know where I had her at
CUTTA WUDDUP!

We at the sake house on 6th street
Had our own party in my limousine
Drowning innat pussy goin underneath,
Now she saying I'm her remedy,

(We at the sake house on 6th street
Had our own party in my limousine yeah
Drowning innat pussy goin underneath it,
Now she saying I'm her remedy)
(thats crack)

(Chris Crack)
Always known to slap a hater,
Fap cause I ain't ask for nathan,
Baskets fulla napkin placements,
Jacked me for my starter coat, it's magic baby,
Biting like the bedbugs on yo mattress baby,
Hot potato,
Don't believe shit but scales and calculators,
Kappa zeta,
Flew me out with packs and flavors,
Affidavit,
Signing statements,
Nothing less than racks to pay me,
(and I wrote your raps, nigga!)
Really just a bachelor baby,
R&b gangsta,
Don't do too much rappin,
This shit slappin baby,

And they say it's depression but it's just really stress,
Crack just killed the whole summer, now we holding bets
Disappointed in they actions, cuz they know the flex,
And ghetto just means it ain't been stolen yet

And they say it's depression but it's just really stress,
Crack just killed the whole summer, now we holding bets
Disappointed in they actions, cuz they know the flex,
And ghetto just means it ain't been stolen yet
(Clone the rest)

(Nickelus F)
God-damn,
Baby girl thicker than soup in the fridge,
Yeah if you know what I like then you know what is,
She say she like saki, I called her a hot shot,
And she say she got wet off my whip,
Line snorting,
Titty sucking,
Petey on one,
Killer shit,
Target the cheeks,
Like Saw 1,
Title match,
Flip the bitch over,
Down the thong comes
Spinal tap,
Dick could hit boulders,
Leaving all crumbs,
Light the pack,
Twist up the doja,
Smoking hog blunts,
Bison pack,
Built with thick shoulders,
Throw a strong punch,
Bitin' back?
Nigga thats over,
I'm the wrong one,
Cuz like the Jack Nicholson Joker, I pack a long gun,
(whew, yeah)
Now back to the booty, she sending me nudes,
Normally the bitch is a prude,
But for me she be bending the rules,
Cuz she know that Petey like it nasty,
Yeah,
She know that Petey need it nasty
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(Chris Crack)
I ain't got the drip, nigga I am the wave
OWWW
Mr slicker than a dipstick
Mr travelodge,
Nigga u know where I had her at
CUTTA WUDDUP!

We at the sake house on 6th street
Had our own party in my limousine
Drowning innat pussy goin underneath,
Now she saying I'm her remedy,

(We at the sake house on 6th street
Had our own party in my limousine yeah
Drowning innat pussy goin underneath it,
Now she saying I'm her remedy)
(thats crack)

(Chris Crack)
Always known to slap a hater,
Fap cause I ain't ask for nathan,
Baskets fulla napkin placements,
Jacked me for my starter coat, it's magic baby,
Biting like the bedbugs on yo mattress baby,
Hot potato,
Don't believe shit but scales and calculators,
Kappa zeta,
Flew me out with packs and flavors,
Affidavit,
Signing statements,
Nothing less than racks to pay me,
(and I wrote your raps, nigga!)
Really just a bachelor baby,
R&b gangsta,
Don't do too much rappin,
This shit slappin baby,

And they say it's depression but it's just really stress,
Crack just killed the whole summer, now we holding bets
Disappointed in they actions, cuz they know the flex,
And ghetto just means it ain't been stolen yet

And they say it's depression but it's just really stress,
Crack just killed the whole summer, now we holding bets
Disappointed in they actions, cuz they know the flex,
And ghetto just means it ain't been stolen yet
(Clone the rest)

(Nickelus F)
God-damn,
Baby girl thicker than soup in the fridge,
Yeah if you know what I like then you know what is,
She say she like saki, I called her a hot shot,
And she say she got wet off my whip,
Line snorting,
Titty sucking,
Petey on one,
Killer shit,
Target the cheeks,
Like Saw 1,
Title match,
Flip the bitch over,
Down the thong comes
Spinal tap,
Dick could hit boulders,
Leaving all crumbs,
Light the pack,
Twist up the doja,
Smoking hog blunts,
Bison pack,
Built with thick shoulders,
Throw a strong punch,
Bitin' back?
Nigga thats over,
I'm the wrong one,
Cuz like the Jack Nicholson Joker, I pack a long gun,
(whew, yeah)
Now back to the booty, she sending me nudes,
Normally the bitch is a prude,
But for me she be bending the rules,
Cuz she know that Petey like it nasty,
Yeah,
She know that Petey need it nasty
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Writer: Christopher Harris, Daniel Jones
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