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Mr. Chow Video (MV)




Performed By: J. Gamble
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Justin Gamble




J. Gamble - Mr. Chow Lyrics
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Yo!
I don't need to go to Italy to kick it with bitches that say Ciao
Arrivederci
The trigger'll say POW
I'm hunting for rabbit but this isn't 8 Mile
Big scale fish scale
It's different with Mr Chow
He might stick you and rip you up when its chow time
That shit is foul but we ain't shooting from the foul line
Like Big Shaq you'll brick that
Put me up against your best it'll still be a mismatch
Yo!
I didnt get to where I'm at because of business ethics
I'm where I'm at cause when I spit on records shit is epic
So come correct or get disrespected by Smith & Wesson
This shit is gonna get depressing
Yeah
I've seen the opps switch sides
I got the block in my bloodstream
Why you wanna stop my shine like some sunscreen?
Look, let me tell you one thing
You might be into Nikes but I'm the one who runs things
Yo!
I'm the best thing you've never seen
Punchlines touched more young lives than Jeffrey Epstein
And it wasn't suicide
But I'll let you decide
Did they help him escape or was he euthanized?
Chea!
I'm sure the truth provides some comfort with a little stress
But the lies will get you higher numbers and a bigger check
F*ck around and you'll find out about the Baphomet
Bow to it!
F*cking celebrities on a powertrip
But on some real shit, I never met a stripper with class
Or a drug dealer that didnt know math
I'll take your bullshit contract and rip it in half
J stay Lo
No Diddy No dick in the ass
This last 4 bars is my victory lap
Rickety rap with a Skrickity Skrickity Scratch
I'm digging these symphonies
Living in mystery
My idea of a happy meal
Give her dick and some Mickey D's
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English

Yo!
I don't need to go to Italy to kick it with bitches that say Ciao
Arrivederci
The trigger'll say POW
I'm hunting for rabbit but this isn't 8 Mile
Big scale fish scale
It's different with Mr Chow
He might stick you and rip you up when its chow time
That shit is foul but we ain't shooting from the foul line
Like Big Shaq you'll brick that
Put me up against your best it'll still be a mismatch
Yo!
I didnt get to where I'm at because of business ethics
I'm where I'm at cause when I spit on records shit is epic
So come correct or get disrespected by Smith & Wesson
This shit is gonna get depressing
Yeah
I've seen the opps switch sides
I got the block in my bloodstream
Why you wanna stop my shine like some sunscreen?
Look, let me tell you one thing
You might be into Nikes but I'm the one who runs things
Yo!
I'm the best thing you've never seen
Punchlines touched more young lives than Jeffrey Epstein
And it wasn't suicide
But I'll let you decide
Did they help him escape or was he euthanized?
Chea!
I'm sure the truth provides some comfort with a little stress
But the lies will get you higher numbers and a bigger check
F*ck around and you'll find out about the Baphomet
Bow to it!
F*cking celebrities on a powertrip
But on some real shit, I never met a stripper with class
Or a drug dealer that didnt know math
I'll take your bullshit contract and rip it in half
J stay Lo
No Diddy No dick in the ass
This last 4 bars is my victory lap
Rickety rap with a Skrickity Skrickity Scratch
I'm digging these symphonies
Living in mystery
My idea of a happy meal
Give her dick and some Mickey D's
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Writer: Justin Gamble
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