Hoes on my pallet
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
Pro hoops
Still we play pro hoops
No school
Dropped out
Went local
Put big bank in our focal
Just vocals in these pro tools
Dropping without the pros tools
Dropping s**t when we felt like we posed' to
No clue
Still, we gon' f**k it up
D'ussé, no double cup
2k, has to double up
Gimmie' breesh for the W
Still the man when the summers up
I've been down
Make you wanna stunt
But don't fall off
That'll humble ya'
Keep ya' status on a hush hush
Keep ya' tool on clutch
Watch these hoes
They loving up
Why she druling so much?
Tryna gain exposure
Cover up
This year, we calling bluffs
If they switched on you when the goings tough
Show love, keep glowing up
They'll call you bruh but that ain't enough
Already got
Hoes on my pallet
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
Broad can't tell me nothing
I'm off the backwood busting
I'm off the loud, it's musty
Baby got back, come here
Baby not even from here
Here for the fight night
Ima lay it out like fight night
Do she get the flight?
Just might
Hoes on my pallet
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
CAMP JAY - Chances Lyrics
CAMP JAY - Chances Lyrics
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Hoes on my pallet
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
Pro hoops
Still we play pro hoops
No school
Dropped out
Went local
Put big bank in our focal
Just vocals in these pro tools
Dropping without the pros tools
Dropping s**t when we felt like we posed' to
No clue
Still, we gon' f**k it up
D'ussé, no double cup
2k, has to double up
Gimmie' breesh for the W
Still the man when the summers up
I've been down
Make you wanna stunt
But don't fall off
That'll humble ya'
Keep ya' status on a hush hush
Keep ya' tool on clutch
Watch these hoes
They loving up
Why she druling so much?
Tryna gain exposure
Cover up
This year, we calling bluffs
If they switched on you when the goings tough
Show love, keep glowing up
They'll call you bruh but that ain't enough
Already got
Hoes on my pallet
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
Broad can't tell me nothing
I'm off the backwood busting
I'm off the loud, it's musty
Baby got back, come here
Baby not even from here
Here for the fight night
Ima lay it out like fight night
Do she get the flight?
Just might
Hoes on my pallet
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
Pro hoops
Still we play pro hoops
No school
Dropped out
Went local
Put big bank in our focal
Just vocals in these pro tools
Dropping without the pros tools
Dropping s**t when we felt like we posed' to
No clue
Still, we gon' f**k it up
D'ussé, no double cup
2k, has to double up
Gimmie' breesh for the W
Still the man when the summers up
I've been down
Make you wanna stunt
But don't fall off
That'll humble ya'
Keep ya' status on a hush hush
Keep ya' tool on clutch
Watch these hoes
They loving up
Why she druling so much?
Tryna gain exposure
Cover up
This year, we calling bluffs
If they switched on you when the goings tough
Show love, keep glowing up
They'll call you bruh but that ain't enough
Already got
Hoes on my pallet
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
Broad can't tell me nothing
I'm off the backwood busting
I'm off the loud, it's musty
Baby got back, come here
Baby not even from here
Here for the fight night
Ima lay it out like fight night
Do she get the flight?
Just might
Hoes on my pallet
Need a few bands in they pocket
Know that I got it
Need a billion for my talent
Up later than Fallon
Tryna rack up without advances
I was dead broke
No, I can't take no chances
Wassup with that bag?
Might have to run in yo' s**t
Like ice cube
I'm all in they office
Off with all of that s**t
The car foreign
But the chick, she ain't gotta be with all of that s**t
She just on top of things
Already got her things
Offer lot' way more than the vagina thing
Writer: Jamal Sapp
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid