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KhakiKid - Chachacha Lyrics




I'm horsin around yeehaw
Got uppers n' downers seesaw feel like I'm drownin speak up
On a come down need a week off
I'm horsin around yeehaw
Got uppers n' downers seesaw feel like I'm drownin speak up
On a come down need a week off

I'm kind of f*cked up I can't function
Slumped in the corner music
Ima stay here cause it's comforting
Don't know if I'm dancing or I'm stumbling
This drink didn't kick in man it punched
Get another one in me start punchin
Gotta talk my shit say something
Why the f*ck yo Bitch face look like pumpkin
Waking up outside like five o' clock
Just another night cause I fight a lot
Shit talking my favorite type of talk
I probably should just die and rot
Disappear just like my pop, he gone
Hell is round the block, we home
Oh no
Oh well
Ima
Hit my dance like cha cha cha cha
Y'all gotta stop stop stop stop
With all the talk talk talk talk
Ima go pop pop pop pop
Ima go bang bang bang bang
I'm do my thang thang thang thang
Don't mention my name name name name
Ain't playing games games games games

Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Say my name
Call me chris rock bitch I bring the pain
I got the flame, ain't for the faint,
If hearted y'all garbage y'all lame,
Me and Satan the same
I ain't gon change
Shaving away all the days till the grave
Just for them plays
We getting played
Ain't no damn way
That we gon behave

I'm horsin around yeehaw
Got uppers n' downers seesaw feel like I'm drownin speak up
On a come down need a week off
I'm horsin around yeehaw
Got uppers n' downers seesaw feel like I'm drownin speak up
On a come down need a week off

God forbid this fatherless lil prick going off in this
Scarred to bits from his bones to his cartilage
Call us dicks cause they ain't got no confidence
Often hit with a bullshit stop and frisk
Officers won't let us be f*ck them pigs
Officers won't let us be f*ck them pigs
Officers won't let us be f*ck them pigs
Officers won't let us be f*ck em
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I'm horsin around yeehaw
Got uppers n' downers seesaw feel like I'm drownin speak up
On a come down need a week off
I'm horsin around yeehaw
Got uppers n' downers seesaw feel like I'm drownin speak up
On a come down need a week off

I'm kind of f*cked up I can't function
Slumped in the corner music
Ima stay here cause it's comforting
Don't know if I'm dancing or I'm stumbling
This drink didn't kick in man it punched
Get another one in me start punchin
Gotta talk my shit say something
Why the f*ck yo Bitch face look like pumpkin
Waking up outside like five o' clock
Just another night cause I fight a lot
Shit talking my favorite type of talk
I probably should just die and rot
Disappear just like my pop, he gone
Hell is round the block, we home
Oh no
Oh well
Ima
Hit my dance like cha cha cha cha
Y'all gotta stop stop stop stop
With all the talk talk talk talk
Ima go pop pop pop pop
Ima go bang bang bang bang
I'm do my thang thang thang thang
Don't mention my name name name name
Ain't playing games games games games

Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Can't f*ck with this gang like gang
Say my name
Call me chris rock bitch I bring the pain
I got the flame, ain't for the faint,
If hearted y'all garbage y'all lame,
Me and Satan the same
I ain't gon change
Shaving away all the days till the grave
Just for them plays
We getting played
Ain't no damn way
That we gon behave

I'm horsin around yeehaw
Got uppers n' downers seesaw feel like I'm drownin speak up
On a come down need a week off
I'm horsin around yeehaw
Got uppers n' downers seesaw feel like I'm drownin speak up
On a come down need a week off

God forbid this fatherless lil prick going off in this
Scarred to bits from his bones to his cartilage
Call us dicks cause they ain't got no confidence
Often hit with a bullshit stop and frisk
Officers won't let us be f*ck them pigs
Officers won't let us be f*ck them pigs
Officers won't let us be f*ck them pigs
Officers won't let us be f*ck em
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Writer: Abdu Huss
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Performed By: KhakiKid
Length: 2:40
Written by: Abdu Huss

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