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White Chocolate - Repent! Lyrics




I go in hard like the S.W.A.T.
Yeah I study the Bible while she gives me top
Yeah I'm drippin' so hard that I think I might rot
I got 100s on my floor sweep them up with a mop

Yeah it's been too long, but this ain't the end
I'm stealing your bitch and I'll do it again
She sent me a message said she was a fan
But she ride on my shit like the gingerbread man

Now stop, Gucci on my socks
Stay six feet apart lil bitch get off my cock
Secret service at my back like my first name's Barack
And if your man starts slipping I swoop in like a hawk

Y'all don't want smoke I got cops on my payroll
We Netflix and chill while your man's watching cable
I ride to the church say a prayer when I'm able
Bitches on me want me to join their label

I'll see you at 8, I pull up in the Bent
Stay over again and I'm charging you rent
I pay for her dinner because I'm a gent
But after tonight gonna need to repent

Oh, I'm classy, she's from Tallahassee
I pour her a drink says she wanna get nasty
We drive down the stripe, give me looks from the backseat
And after we're done give a tip to the taxi

100k in my hand
I feel like the French, get the bread on demand
Dropping all of these rhymes and they're smoother than sand
And I always bring the spice cuz all you rappers are bland

See you at 8, pull up in my Bent
Stay over again and I'm charging you rent
I pay for her dinner because I'm a gent
But after tonight gonna need to repent
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I go in hard like the S.W.A.T.
Yeah I study the Bible while she gives me top
Yeah I'm drippin' so hard that I think I might rot
I got 100s on my floor sweep them up with a mop

Yeah it's been too long, but this ain't the end
I'm stealing your bitch and I'll do it again
She sent me a message said she was a fan
But she ride on my shit like the gingerbread man

Now stop, Gucci on my socks
Stay six feet apart lil bitch get off my cock
Secret service at my back like my first name's Barack
And if your man starts slipping I swoop in like a hawk

Y'all don't want smoke I got cops on my payroll
We Netflix and chill while your man's watching cable
I ride to the church say a prayer when I'm able
Bitches on me want me to join their label

I'll see you at 8, I pull up in the Bent
Stay over again and I'm charging you rent
I pay for her dinner because I'm a gent
But after tonight gonna need to repent

Oh, I'm classy, she's from Tallahassee
I pour her a drink says she wanna get nasty
We drive down the stripe, give me looks from the backseat
And after we're done give a tip to the taxi

100k in my hand
I feel like the French, get the bread on demand
Dropping all of these rhymes and they're smoother than sand
And I always bring the spice cuz all you rappers are bland

See you at 8, pull up in my Bent
Stay over again and I'm charging you rent
I pay for her dinner because I'm a gent
But after tonight gonna need to repent
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Writer: Jackson Lewellen
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White Chocolate Repent! Video


Performed By: White Chocolate
Language: English
Length: 1:55
Written by: Jackson Lewellen

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