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Letra : Bags of Chips

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That's your ho, she suckin' d**k for a bag of chips
She ain't even want a tip, shawty, get a grip
All these kids talkin' sh*t but they on my d**k
Go and get your b*t*h, she been suckin' d**k for chips
Tell that ho, "Get off my d**k," I ain't want this sh*t

And I ain't tryna hit but sh*t
I got Doritos and Cheetos, my d**k ain't free, ho
I'm into finer things, trappin' caviar kilos
Them dehydrated b*t*hes, nah, I don't need those
Why your b*t*h suckin' for a microwaved burrito?

Uh, like a cigarillo, watch me lit
Uh, I'ma switch the b*t*h like a flip
Uh, yeah, don't give me no lip
Uh, yeah, I'm liable to trip

Why your b*t*h tryna f**k for some Ruffles?
Gravy got the cheddar, sour cream, Louis duffel, I chuckle
I don't wanna burst your bubble but your b*t*h need a muzzle
Yeah, she suckin' d**k at Dave & Buster's, heh
For extra lives and Buck Hunter
And she sucks at Buck Hunter
And guess what?