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Chip Video (MV)




Performed By: Rob Roy
Length: 3:41
Written by: Rob Roy




Rob Roy - Chip Lyrics




And it's still pouring in
Here's 3 hundred and 60
5 hundred and 40, hundred and 20, 12 hundred
2 hundred and 40, hundred and 80, 4 hundred and 80 dollars
3 thousand 6 hundred dah uh
6 hundred dollars
2 hundred and 40, 2 thousand 8 hundred and twenty

F*ck art, it's a bullshit
Oh I'm catching the spirit at the pulpit
Can I get a witness and a pool stick
My neighbor say the 808 a nuisance
See, I'm just a bastard that can rap blues
At least I know exactly where the roof is
Like Jodeci if they released on Ruthless
But only made a chopped and screwed mix
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing that bleed 'em is chip
I ain't never fell in love with no bitch
Cause scientific
See, it stems from the chip
Woo
Lord, I'm a genius
Think I'm a PhD-having televangelist speaking
In Los Angeles, back from the deep end
With a couple demons

Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip, f*ckin fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip and it's lit, fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip and it's lit, fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip, f*ckin fool

Eip s'lived eht ni pid ot nehctik eht ni 'nikooc
Pu tsirw ym erujni I lit ti pihw
8 hundred and twenty

Cookin' in the kitchen to dip in the devil's pie
Whip it til I injure my wrist up, now get the ice
Heaven is a 7 11, now get the dice
Coming in hot-do you copy? I copy brrrap
F*ck a raise, I'm taking the Franklins up out your pocket
Possibly Ulysses, but if he is not the novel
Not to complicate shit, but yesterday is tomorrow
I'm the actual, back from a sabbatical

Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip, f*ckin fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip and it's lit, fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip and it's lit, fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip, f*ckin fool

We'll show you how to love
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to lo-ove
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to love
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to lo-ove
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to love
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to lo-ove
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to love
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to lo-ove
We'll show you how to love the money
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And it's still pouring in
Here's 3 hundred and 60
5 hundred and 40, hundred and 20, 12 hundred
2 hundred and 40, hundred and 80, 4 hundred and 80 dollars
3 thousand 6 hundred dah uh
6 hundred dollars
2 hundred and 40, 2 thousand 8 hundred and twenty

F*ck art, it's a bullshit
Oh I'm catching the spirit at the pulpit
Can I get a witness and a pool stick
My neighbor say the 808 a nuisance
See, I'm just a bastard that can rap blues
At least I know exactly where the roof is
Like Jodeci if they released on Ruthless
But only made a chopped and screwed mix
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing that bleed 'em is chip
I ain't never fell in love with no bitch
Cause scientific
See, it stems from the chip
Woo
Lord, I'm a genius
Think I'm a PhD-having televangelist speaking
In Los Angeles, back from the deep end
With a couple demons

Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip, f*ckin fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip and it's lit, fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip and it's lit, fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip, f*ckin fool

Eip s'lived eht ni pid ot nehctik eht ni 'nikooc
Pu tsirw ym erujni I lit ti pihw
8 hundred and twenty

Cookin' in the kitchen to dip in the devil's pie
Whip it til I injure my wrist up, now get the ice
Heaven is a 7 11, now get the dice
Coming in hot-do you copy? I copy brrrap
F*ck a raise, I'm taking the Franklins up out your pocket
Possibly Ulysses, but if he is not the novel
Not to complicate shit, but yesterday is tomorrow
I'm the actual, back from a sabbatical

Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip, f*ckin fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip and it's lit, fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip and it's lit, fool
Only thing I need is the chip
Only thing I need is the chip, f*ckin fool

We'll show you how to love
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to lo-ove
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to love
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to lo-ove
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to love
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to lo-ove
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to love
We'll show you how to love the money
We'll show you how to lo-ove
We'll show you how to love the money
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Writer: Rob Roy
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