Eddy Baker - Chicka lyrics

I be rolling through the streets
Smoking reefer with my Chicka
She's a really bad bitch so you
Know she keep that heater

Through my quad stays by my side
Stays getting high get the drugs in the ride
Bitch love me like I'm her daddy
I was scaling them grams she
Was tying up the baggies
Probably still love her if
Her tit's got saggy
Ass so fat gotta thank her Mammy
She on me and these niggas can't stand it
Had a good guy but she really wanna aban' it
Beat the pussy up I done did so much damage
Eating good bitch sushi
Crab legs cash on her man mob pants
Rap shows looking like a fucking rock band
You might know me didn't know my flows
I'm up next came straight from a flow
Kicked in the door came
Straight for the dough
Trapping like a bitch started off an old
George Jung shit everyday we watch Blow
Bad bitch on me cause she know I'm gonna blow
Bad white chick same color as snow
Fuck what you heard god damn it I'm dope
Preaching ass shit little nigga I'm pope
Grinding hella hard acting like I'm broke
I'm so high but the high has low
Talk shit little bitch then my bro gonna blow
Got my drugs all on her nose
Healthy Boyz all on my clothes
Mary Jane fuck all my hoes
Never growing up like Peter
World is cold so keep a heater
Shoutout to my Momma Citas
No one what to love latinas
Man one look just like Selena