CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Child’s Play

Ooh, Tash
Woah, yuh, woah, yuh, woah, yuh, woah

I feel like Chucky, where my bride at? Where my bride at?
When she suck me, roll her eyes back, she roll her eyes back
You unlucky, get your sh*t locked, just like a bike rack
On my buddy, let my Glock bang until it climax
I feel like Chucky, where my bride at? Where my bride at?
When she suck me, roll her eyes back, she roll her eyes back
You unlucky, get your sh*t locked, just like a bike rack
On my buddy, let my Glock bang until it climax

Sippin' Hennessy , this ain’t no coke
I be smokin' so much trees it make you choke
I be laughin' to the bank because you broke
I be rockin all Designer just for sho
ACW what you see on my coat
Glock on my waist in case a b*t*h raid my co
She was in LA, state to state, coast to coast
B*t*h you in yo cla** while I’m out doin' shows

I feel like Chucky, where my bride at? Where my bride at?
When she suck me, roll her eyes back, she roll her eyes back
You unlucky, get your sh*t locked, just like a bike rack
On my buddy, let my Glock bang until it climax
I feel like Chucky, where my bride at? Where my bride at?
When she suck me, roll her eyes back, she roll her eyes back
You unlucky, get your sh*t locked, just like a bike rack
On my buddy, let my Glock bang until it climax
I'm f**kin with demons, you don't wanna see me
My ------- they killers, I'm stayin' in slippers
[?], I cut off your liver
Go pay for the dealer, my ASAP on [?]
The money [?]
You think I'm a sinner, your soul is my dinner
I'm cool with the trigger, I’m pushin’ on the meter
Dont f**k with my ------, them ------ is b*t*hes
My ------ they crazy, my ------ they cuhs
My ------- they brazy, my ------ they bloods
B*t*h you like Casey, LA got me crazy
I stay gettin' crazy, the .30 go crazy
Revolver goin’ anti, my cuhs will be dead
Straight to the head feelin' the lead
Put them to bed, [?]
Shoot at the feds, shoot at the feds

I feel like Chucky, where my bride at? Where my bride at?
When she suck me, roll her eyes back, she roll her eyes back
You unlucky, get your sh*t locked, just like a bike rack
On my buddy, let my Glock bang until it climax