Blood Orange - Chewing Gum (feat. A$AP Rocky, Project Pat) lyrics
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Blood Orange - Chewing Gum feat. A$AP Rocky, Project Pat lyrics]
My man Rico MDB in the house
My dog C-9 with the date
My dog TC over here, grinnin' all golden
And he finna come up street smart-
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Switchin' up your style
But you've waited too long
Funny until now so it's wrong
Pacing yourself
And racing yourself in the name of truth
But what's true?
Brother, baby, we've seen it all
And we're tired, so, what you want from me?
Grinnin' all gold
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Nothing can replace me if you're
Not taking my lead
Better to be broken than in need
Brother, baby, we've seen it all
And we're tired, uh
So what you want from me?
(You want from me?)
Tell me what you want from me
(What you want from me baby)
Tell me what you want from me
(Grinnin' all golden)
Tell me what you want from me (Want from me)
Tell me what you want from me
Lookin' for the chewin', for the jaw
Blowing like the time, word of mouth
Shawty told me that this world is ours
Selfish with that pussy like it's mine
Peppermint, double-mint
Spearmint type of shit
She the type of chick to
Get right on the dick
Ride on the dick, with no license and shit
No relatives, sentimental it's detrimental
Still compared to this relevance
She the type of chick to
Get right on the dick
Ride on the dick, with no license and shit
Oh back and forth, wall to wall, use the jaw
Losin' drawers in the sauce, now
On the job, never off
That pussy got, won't let her on
And it's so good shout out my ex though
She was the best though
Got on my damn nerves, hella fresh though
I bought that Guess shirt
She had that mesh shirt
I turned it to a sweatshirt
Throw on that sweatshirt
She fuck with Earl too
She fuck with girls too, I fuck with her too
Tell her quit the chattin'
Jaws made for chewin'
If you fuckin' with me, bet
You know what you doin', like
Vavet, get the new CD
"Feel Me Before They Kill Me"
Right now, fear me in person buy "Feel Me
Before They Kill Me"! You heard me?
Patta, I like the dirty, dirty
I love to beat it, beat it
Tell her lies and I promise whole lot of shit
She'll never get, bend over, let me hit
A North Memphis nigga bitch, he is very slick
Ho, don't beat a bih, and they see you break
That ho love a rich nigga, I got plenty cake
She get it like she do
'cause she pretty freak
Pretty hate, I got choppas
Call me pretty Drake patta
My dog C-9 with the date
My dog TC over here, grinnin' all golden
And he finna come up street smart-
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Switchin' up your style
But you've waited too long
Funny until now so it's wrong
Pacing yourself
And racing yourself in the name of truth
But what's true?
Brother, baby, we've seen it all
And we're tired, so, what you want from me?
Grinnin' all gold
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Looking for the chewin', for the chewin'
Tell me what you want from me
Nothing can replace me if you're
Not taking my lead
Better to be broken than in need
Brother, baby, we've seen it all
And we're tired, uh
So what you want from me?
(You want from me?)
Tell me what you want from me
(What you want from me baby)
Tell me what you want from me
(Grinnin' all golden)
Tell me what you want from me (Want from me)
Tell me what you want from me
Lookin' for the chewin', for the jaw
Blowing like the time, word of mouth
Shawty told me that this world is ours
Selfish with that pussy like it's mine
Peppermint, double-mint
Spearmint type of shit
She the type of chick to
Get right on the dick
Ride on the dick, with no license and shit
No relatives, sentimental it's detrimental
Still compared to this relevance
She the type of chick to
Get right on the dick
Ride on the dick, with no license and shit
Oh back and forth, wall to wall, use the jaw
Losin' drawers in the sauce, now
On the job, never off
That pussy got, won't let her on
And it's so good shout out my ex though
She was the best though
Got on my damn nerves, hella fresh though
I bought that Guess shirt
She had that mesh shirt
I turned it to a sweatshirt
Throw on that sweatshirt
She fuck with Earl too
She fuck with girls too, I fuck with her too
Tell her quit the chattin'
Jaws made for chewin'
If you fuckin' with me, bet
You know what you doin', like
Vavet, get the new CD
"Feel Me Before They Kill Me"
Right now, fear me in person buy "Feel Me
Before They Kill Me"! You heard me?
Patta, I like the dirty, dirty
I love to beat it, beat it
Tell her lies and I promise whole lot of shit
She'll never get, bend over, let me hit
A North Memphis nigga bitch, he is very slick
Ho, don't beat a bih, and they see you break
That ho love a rich nigga, I got plenty cake
She get it like she do
'cause she pretty freak
Pretty hate, I got choppas
Call me pretty Drake patta