This Chicago Nigga
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Woah
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Woah
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Hmm
Oh Yeah Yeah
(Grrr Grrr)
She just let me f*ck hit one time
I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get his hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
They said Lil Ello like how you keep switching your hoes like your flows nigga you do the most
I ain't even believe it until I just seen it I really was chillin' right there with a ghost
Said she wanna see me my whip Lamborghini be pushing that bitch all the way down the road
Think i might just be tweaking the way that im geeking
The wock got me stuck all the way on the floor (Woah)
She just let me f*ck hit one time
I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
All I know is run it up yeah my pockets fat as f*ck
Gotta keep my semi-tuck I just been running em up
Say f*ck twelve I ain't stopping come get me
If I go stand on my money if I stand on my racks then I'm taller than a motherf*ckin' Whimpy
When I come through your hood I'm sliding solo cause this choppa hold more than 50
I was in the hood rockin' them polos
Now a young nigga rockin
Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci
He ain't got no swag that boy going out shitty
Aint trustin' no nigga I keep that shit with me
If you look at your pockets that shit lookin' empty
Man f*ck all that shit we gon slide to your city
I been hangin with B's and we up in the bitty
I don't f*ck with your gang don't you get near me
Hoes in a sprinter tryna get litty
You don't f*ck with these hoes you sound like Diddy
I f*ck with these hoes they pull out their titties
Yeah you ain't a big dog you a kitty
Yeah got a lil' hoe sippin' Remy
Yeah Benihana not Dennys
Yeah I won't give that bitch a penny
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Grrr Grrr)
She just let me f*ck hit one time I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
Woah Woah
Yuh
Yea Yeah Yeah Yeah
Ello - Talking 2 A Ghost Lyrics
Ello - Talking 2 A Ghost Lyrics
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English
This Chicago Nigga
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Woah
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Woah
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Hmm
Oh Yeah Yeah
(Grrr Grrr)
She just let me f*ck hit one time
I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get his hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
They said Lil Ello like how you keep switching your hoes like your flows nigga you do the most
I ain't even believe it until I just seen it I really was chillin' right there with a ghost
Said she wanna see me my whip Lamborghini be pushing that bitch all the way down the road
Think i might just be tweaking the way that im geeking
The wock got me stuck all the way on the floor (Woah)
She just let me f*ck hit one time
I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
All I know is run it up yeah my pockets fat as f*ck
Gotta keep my semi-tuck I just been running em up
Say f*ck twelve I ain't stopping come get me
If I go stand on my money if I stand on my racks then I'm taller than a motherf*ckin' Whimpy
When I come through your hood I'm sliding solo cause this choppa hold more than 50
I was in the hood rockin' them polos
Now a young nigga rockin
Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci
He ain't got no swag that boy going out shitty
Aint trustin' no nigga I keep that shit with me
If you look at your pockets that shit lookin' empty
Man f*ck all that shit we gon slide to your city
I been hangin with B's and we up in the bitty
I don't f*ck with your gang don't you get near me
Hoes in a sprinter tryna get litty
You don't f*ck with these hoes you sound like Diddy
I f*ck with these hoes they pull out their titties
Yeah you ain't a big dog you a kitty
Yeah got a lil' hoe sippin' Remy
Yeah Benihana not Dennys
Yeah I won't give that bitch a penny
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Grrr Grrr)
She just let me f*ck hit one time I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
Woah Woah
Yuh
Yea Yeah Yeah Yeah
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Woah
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Woah
Oh, Yeah Yeah
Hmm
Oh Yeah Yeah
(Grrr Grrr)
She just let me f*ck hit one time
I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get his hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
They said Lil Ello like how you keep switching your hoes like your flows nigga you do the most
I ain't even believe it until I just seen it I really was chillin' right there with a ghost
Said she wanna see me my whip Lamborghini be pushing that bitch all the way down the road
Think i might just be tweaking the way that im geeking
The wock got me stuck all the way on the floor (Woah)
She just let me f*ck hit one time
I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
All I know is run it up yeah my pockets fat as f*ck
Gotta keep my semi-tuck I just been running em up
Say f*ck twelve I ain't stopping come get me
If I go stand on my money if I stand on my racks then I'm taller than a motherf*ckin' Whimpy
When I come through your hood I'm sliding solo cause this choppa hold more than 50
I was in the hood rockin' them polos
Now a young nigga rockin
Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci-Balenci
He ain't got no swag that boy going out shitty
Aint trustin' no nigga I keep that shit with me
If you look at your pockets that shit lookin' empty
Man f*ck all that shit we gon slide to your city
I been hangin with B's and we up in the bitty
I don't f*ck with your gang don't you get near me
Hoes in a sprinter tryna get litty
You don't f*ck with these hoes you sound like Diddy
I f*ck with these hoes they pull out their titties
Yeah you ain't a big dog you a kitty
Yeah got a lil' hoe sippin' Remy
Yeah Benihana not Dennys
Yeah I won't give that bitch a penny
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Grrr Grrr)
She just let me f*ck hit one time I had that bitch like yeah yeah
Keep that semi tucked if a nigga run up he get hat knocked back yeah
No I'm not here to bluff count my money I just want my stacks yeah
Cause these niggas gon' try and test ya
So stay on point Stay never lacking
Woah Woah
Yuh
Yea Yeah Yeah Yeah
Writer: ello ., Rontana .
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