Chewing gum – Blood Orange lyrics

Lyrics Chewing gum – Blood Orange

Chewing gum lyrics
My man, Rico MDB in the house
My dog C-Nine with the date
My dog TC over here, grinnin’ all golden
And he finna come up
Pretty smart

Tell me what you want from me
Tell me what you want from me
Tell me what you want from me
Tell me what you want from me

Switchin’ up your style, but you’ve waited too long
Funny until now so it’s wrong
Basing yourself, and racing yourself in the name of truth
What’s true?

Brother, baby, we’ve seen it all
And we’re tired, so what you want from me?
Grill on froze

Tell me what you want from me
Tell me what you want from me
Tell me what you want from me
Tell me what you want from me

Nothing can replace me if you’re not taking my lead
Better to be broken than in need

Brother, baby, we’ve seen it all
And we’re tired, uh, so what you want from me?

Tell me what you want from me
(What you want from me baby)
Tell me what you want from me (Grill on froze)
Tell me what you want from me (Want from me)
Tell me what you want from me

Lookin’ for the chewin’, for the jaw
Blowing like the time, word of mouth
Shawty told me that this world is ours
Selfish with that p***y like it’s mine
Peppermint, double-mint, spearmint, type of s**t
She the type of chick to get right on the d**k
Ride on the d**k, with no license and s**t
No relatives, sentimental
It’s detrimental, still compared to this relevance
She the type of chick to get right on the d**k
Ride on the d**k, with no license and s**t
Back and forth, wall to wall, usin’ jaw
Losin’ drawers in the sauce, now
On the job, never off
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That p***y got, won’t let her off, and it’s all good
Shout out my ex, though, she was the best, though
Got on my damn nerves, hella fresh, though
I bought that Guess shirt
She had that mesh shirt, I turned it to a sweatshirt
Throw on that sweatshirt, she f**k with Earl, too
She f**k with girls, too, I f**k with her too
Tell her quit the chattin’, jaws made for chewin’
If you fuckin’ with me, bet you know what you’re doin’, like

(.., Get the .., Grill on froze, .., feel me before they kill me, you heard me?)
Pep talk, I like the dirty, dirty, the little, beat it, beat it
Tell her .. a whole lot of s**t
She’ll never get it ..
You know will let me hit
.. n***a b***h, he is very slick
A millionaire b***h ..
The whole mogul rich n***a
Pretty hate, I got choppas call me pretty Drake
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Chewing gum - Blood Orange
Chewing gum - Blood Orange