Tree Tree

Chief Keef

Sosa baby, GBE baby Blood Gang baby 5th Gang baby, sit gang baby, get it gang baby Leanin' gang baby You know how I'm rockin', cut off stockings Keep kush in my pocket All designer, get ya grind up Got a Breitling for the muthafuckin' timer Ayy, bang, bang (Sosa on the beat) All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover And yo' bitch just came over, Lil Flip, game over I don't fuck with po-poers, the po-poers a no-noer Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over I got pounds of that Kino and I'm a Fendi totter I ain't gotta be wit' my dogs, I'ma sick this fifty on 'em Choppa come through, yeah, I went 50 on 'em Smokin' ganja, yeah, I went tree tree on 'em You can find me in the club with the snuff, fuck the buff Baby, this dick what you need, but I know it ain't enough I know you want money, but I can't baby, sorry I know better 'bout these bitches, baby I am from the projects Pull up cowabunga, pullin' off like gnarly Now I can fuck my forth grade teacher, Ms. Crowley Take two days to smoke a pound, I'm Sosa Marley And you can call me Sosa Ross, I'm Sosa-phisticated Man, I'm still fuck your earthquake I 'member doin' drills up in broad day I got that Worldstar like Beyonce Now carry on, I'm gonna go my way All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover And yo' bitch just came over, Lil Flip, game over I don't fuck with po-poers, the po-poers a no-noer Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over I got pounds of that Kino and I'm a Fendi totter I ain't gotta be wit' my dogs, I'ma sick this fifty on 'em Choppa come through, yeah, I went 50 on 'em Smokin' ganja, yeah, I went tree tree on 'em I went tree tree on her Gettin' ne-ne from that lil' bitch Kekiana He love Keke, but she is a thottiana She just wanna have a party on him And she be goin' on and on and on and Sayin' he's a goofy, sayin' he ain't nothin' And I be like okay, okay, okay I'ma push his button, no it ain't no ridin' Call me Sosa Big Pun, call me Sosa Fat Joe Call my Ruger Remy Ma Call me Sosa Papoose Shootin' everythin' from A to Z, alphabet coupe All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover And yo' bitch just came over, Lil Flip, game over I don't fuck with po-poers, the po-poers a no-noer Shawty said she like my odor, bend it over, bend it over I got pounds of that Kino and I'm a Fendi totter I ain't gotta be wit' my dogs, I'ma sick this fifty on 'em Choppa come through, yeah, I went 50 on 'em Smokin' ganja, yeah, I went tree tree on 'em I went 50 on 'em, ayy

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