Chuckles - CHUCK Lyrics

They got them bands comin' in
On they sheets luh boy
They got they pants from sheets luh boy
Luh boy
Got in em in the stands
I got my brains in my hands
I got this sideways life
We dance
No hands
No hands
No hands
No hands
I got the bread and i got the bands
I got this shit shakin' man
No shit, no ram
F*ck this beat on the mic it's a plan
Yeah, yeah
It's that fresh hydraulics
Fresh new bought it
Pass me the beat
Bitch i got it
Bitch new rollay
Bitch don't toy, better get out it
Better uh
Brand new rollay
Ay
When you come come from the bottom
You gettin mean top, like
Bitch i done whipousined out the rock
Bitch i done turned up for a yacht
Hunned mean thou
Hunned mean thou
Cash crazy
I'm a cash cow
Can't be too loud
Hush bitch you runnin your mouth
I cant
I cant f*ck when you runnin' your mouth
Hunned mean thou
Hunned mean thou, like
Damn, i turn up on this beat it's a new level
Horses comin' in the night, that's a new level
New level, turn this shit up a level
Turn this shit up a level
Double level, double decky
Mean pebble
Mean peddle
On the gas the rev
Vroom, mean rebel
Mean revel, mean level
Huh, huh
F*ck this shit on the side make it rebel
I turn up
Uh i burn up
Burnin the car out the tire
Whipousine straight from the fire
Yeah shit get dire
Hunned mean thou and i caught me a liar
Bitch i'm done playin games it's dire
Bitch i done bitched a bitch it's fire
Ay
You are not chuck
You an average ho
A regular f*ck
I give no f*cks
F*ck up
F*ck up
Turn me up
Like yuh
I'm fire for what
Bitch done pour me a cup
I'm up
I'm up
It's up, like yeah yeah
Chuck
I like the way you sing
But
I hate the way you think
It ain't enough
It ain't enough
I f*ck up
I do all over again
Oh please
And oh please give up
Chuck
Chuck
Chuck