Six Feet Deep - Chetta

Six Feet Deep - Chetta Lyrics

6 s Six Feet Deep Lyrics[Intro]
DJ Rapture!
Ay, and it's still fuck a bitch, ay
Ay, and it's still fuck a hoe, ay
Ay, and it's still fuck a bitch, ay
Ay, and it's still fuck a hoe, woah-woah

[Verse]
I need that ice white modena, two seater with the crop top
Wrist watch cost a lot of guap, tell your bitch stop, better not
Pull up on the scene, we gone get it popped
Pop! She gone pop it till she fall out
Ball out, I ain't got a lot but I can call out
All clout, tell me why your bitch up in my drug house
Woah now, live up in the kitchen over stoves now
Hold it down, remix, flip my bricks, I need some more now
Woah now, pop another pill, I popped another seal
Put me in the game, bitch been in the field
Grew up in that water, tryna touch a mill
Now we almost here, tell me how that feel

[Outro]
Baby, don't know, no drought
Baby, don't know, no drought
Baby, don't know, no drought
Baby, don't know, no drought
Like what is you talking about, oh-oh?
Like what is you talking about, oh-oh?
Like what is you talking about, oh-oh?
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