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Ms. Jones - Chucky Lyrics



Ms. Jones - Chucky Lyrics




I blow steam like an engine,
Call me Tommy
Cause I'm always f*cking mad
Try and stop me
Always bragging on my shit
Cause I'm cocky
Gave yo' girl a little smoke
She gave me toppy
I'm not tryna start a problem
And discuss it
You niggas talkin' to yourselves
Call you muppets
If you niggas got a problem
We can solve it
Just square the number 3
Watch me revolve it
I'm not tryna be your sugar
Or your honey
Better call me big daddy
Give me money
High pitched, big tits
And I'm her Chucky
Got me tatted on her heart
But I'm the dummy

Pussy got 'em stupid
Got 'em shooting at the opps
Can't trust a living soul
Watch these niggas call the cops
We can get this bitch bussin'
Like this shit will never stop
But I don't be poppin' pills
Just smoking weed and sucking cock

Like oowee
Yo' nigga looking at me
Might have to end his life
If that's what it's finna be
Niggas know I don't play
I ain't tryna run game
Might shoot him in the skull
Just to see his f*cking brain
Like oowee
Yo' nigga looking at me
Might have to end his life
If that's what it's finna be
Niggas know I don't play
I ain't tryna run game
Might shoot him in the skull
Just to see his f*cking brain

When it comes to bad bitches
I'm the one
Your girl always texts me first
She thinks I'm fun
After sex, I ask yo' nigga
"Did he cum"
And he's singing absolutely
Gia Gunn
You can take me like a softy
Cause I'll be that
If you blow me then I'll break you
Like a Kit Kat
You can spank me if you tell me
That my ass fat
If you touch me, no permission?
Bitch, get back
If I text you that I miss you
Then I mean it
Then I'll ask you for a favor
Cause I need it
You can give it to me now
Or then, or later
If you piss me off
I'll feed you to the gators

Pussy got 'em stupid
Got 'em shooting at the opps
Can't trust a living soul
Watch these niggas call the cops
We can get this bitch bussin'
Like this shit will never stop
But I don't be poppin' pills
Just smoking weed and sucking cock

Like oowee
Yo' nigga looking at me
Might have to end his life
If that's what it's finna be
Niggas know I don't play
I ain't tryna run game
Might shoot him in the skull
Just to see his f*cking brain
Like oowee
Yo' nigga looking at me
Might have to end his life
If that's what it's finna be
Niggas know I don't play
I ain't tryna run game
Might shoot him in the skull
Just to see his f*cking brain

Like wow
Oh my god
Look at that
There's blood everywhere
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I blow steam like an engine,
Call me Tommy
Cause I'm always f*cking mad
Try and stop me
Always bragging on my shit
Cause I'm cocky
Gave yo' girl a little smoke
She gave me toppy
I'm not tryna start a problem
And discuss it
You niggas talkin' to yourselves
Call you muppets
If you niggas got a problem
We can solve it
Just square the number 3
Watch me revolve it
I'm not tryna be your sugar
Or your honey
Better call me big daddy
Give me money
High pitched, big tits
And I'm her Chucky
Got me tatted on her heart
But I'm the dummy

Pussy got 'em stupid
Got 'em shooting at the opps
Can't trust a living soul
Watch these niggas call the cops
We can get this bitch bussin'
Like this shit will never stop
But I don't be poppin' pills
Just smoking weed and sucking cock

Like oowee
Yo' nigga looking at me
Might have to end his life
If that's what it's finna be
Niggas know I don't play
I ain't tryna run game
Might shoot him in the skull
Just to see his f*cking brain
Like oowee
Yo' nigga looking at me
Might have to end his life
If that's what it's finna be
Niggas know I don't play
I ain't tryna run game
Might shoot him in the skull
Just to see his f*cking brain

When it comes to bad bitches
I'm the one
Your girl always texts me first
She thinks I'm fun
After sex, I ask yo' nigga
"Did he cum"
And he's singing absolutely
Gia Gunn
You can take me like a softy
Cause I'll be that
If you blow me then I'll break you
Like a Kit Kat
You can spank me if you tell me
That my ass fat
If you touch me, no permission?
Bitch, get back
If I text you that I miss you
Then I mean it
Then I'll ask you for a favor
Cause I need it
You can give it to me now
Or then, or later
If you piss me off
I'll feed you to the gators

Pussy got 'em stupid
Got 'em shooting at the opps
Can't trust a living soul
Watch these niggas call the cops
We can get this bitch bussin'
Like this shit will never stop
But I don't be poppin' pills
Just smoking weed and sucking cock

Like oowee
Yo' nigga looking at me
Might have to end his life
If that's what it's finna be
Niggas know I don't play
I ain't tryna run game
Might shoot him in the skull
Just to see his f*cking brain
Like oowee
Yo' nigga looking at me
Might have to end his life
If that's what it's finna be
Niggas know I don't play
I ain't tryna run game
Might shoot him in the skull
Just to see his f*cking brain

Like wow
Oh my god
Look at that
There's blood everywhere
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Writer: Emily Jones
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Performed By: Ms. Jones
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Emily Jones

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