Chino Cappin’, 21 Lil Harold - Ed Edd Eddy lyrics

[Chino Cappin’, 21 Lil Harold - Ed Edd Eddy lyrics]

(Ed, Edd and Eddy) Ayy, yeah
(Bad bih' look like Saweetie
Give me head when I'm ready) ayy, yeah
(Ayy, brand new Five-seveN, it don't jam
It leave jelly) ayy, yeah, yeah, Chino
(I might hit the West
Do a scam at the telly) chino, Chino, ayy
(Wear a mask, don't be reckless, Ayy, Nash)
(That boy ain't a hundred
Beat the fed 'cause he tellin')
Ayy, ayy, they hatin' on me
(And if you check his paperwork, he scared
You can tell it) ayy, ayy, hatin' on me
(All this bond money
I might never see a cell)
Ayy, ayy, hatin' on me
(The plug just hit my phone
Said, "Hit his celly", he gon' mail it)
Ayy, let's go

Ed, Edd and Eddy
Bad bih' look like Saweetie
Give me head when I'm ready
Ayy, brand new Five-seveN, it don't jam
It leave jelly
I might hit the West, do a scam at the telly
Wear a mask, don't be reckless
That boy ain't a hundred
Beat the fed 'cause he tellin'
And if you check his paperwork, he scared
You can tell it
All this bond money, I might never see a cell
The plug just hit my phone
Said, "Hit his celly", he gon' mail it
(Let's go)

Young nigga, she know I got big racks
If she leave with me
Then you can't get yo' bitch back (Nah)
But I'm done with her
Come and get yo' bitch back
She said I'm the shit
At least she can admit that
I got diamonds on my neck
I put diamonds on my wrist
Hit up Wafi for my wifey
I put diamonds on my bitch
Percocets or Addys, it don't matter
I be geekin' she know what it is
Gon' hit my phone when you be tweakin'
(Let's go)
Yessir, dropped her off right on the
Block and then I left her
I drop dick off in her mouth
She say her neck hurt
She gon' let me fuck her friend
I fuck her better hey, let's go
Ever since I signed my
Deal, they like, "Nigga
What's the deal now?"
Pull up in a foreign car, nigga
Watch me peel off
Countin' hundreds with my eyes closed
Ask me how that feel now
I been drinkin' Belaire
We at Uncle Phil house
Nigga, watch me pop it (Let's go)
Bitch, I feel just like the Lord
But I'm on hot shit got this Glocky
It get freaky on some thot shit
They still don't know how I got
Rich and they can't stop it
Tell them folks, "Stop watchin'"
Deep inside them trenches I was playing
'round in that deep end
Twin be going crazy on them blocks
He playin' defense
I was kickin' doors, yeah, they fucked up
I got my feet in
Want me to beat her back and
She get backends on the weekend (Let's go)

Ed, Edd and Eddy
Bad bih' look like Saweetie
Give me head when I'm ready
Ayy, brand new Five-seveN, it don't jam
It leave jelly
I might hit the West, do a scam at the telly
Wear a mask, don't be reckless
That boy ain't a hundred
Beat the fed 'cause he tellin'
And if you check his paperwork, he scared
You can tell it
All this bond money, I might never see a cell
(Uh, huh) the plug just hit my phone
(Uh, huh) , said, "Hit his celly"
He gon' mail it (Let's go)

I got big racks (Woah, big racks)
Nigga hit my phone cryin', talkin' 'bout
"Where my bitch at?" (Where yo' bitch at?)
She won't leave me 'lone
She eatin' dick like it's a Kit Kat
(Lil' bitch) i know my money strong but I be
Damned if you get yo' bitch back
Got ninety-nine problems but I solve
It with my Glock nah, take 'em down
In my car, got her pants down
Let's rock out, her mans down
Let's hop out, I'm sprayin' rounds
He hot now, calm him down
I got trap spot, got money now
He bitched out, he trade now
Yeah, my buddy then but he ain't now
Duck ass nigga, oh, punk ass trick
I ain't makin' time for her 'cause
You'll die 'bout that bitch, yeah
I'm the type to take her from you
And put a Patek on her wrist
She the type to love up on me
And be slobbin' on my dick (Let's go)

Ed, Edd and Eddy
Bad bih' look like Saweetie
Give me head when I'm ready
Ayy, brand new Five-seveN, it don't jam
It leave jelly
I might hit the West, do a scam at the telly
Wear a mask, don't be reckless
That boy ain't a hundred
Beat the fed 'cause he tellin'
And if you check his paperwork, he scared
You can tell it
All this bond money, I might never see a cell
The plug just hit my phone
Said, "Hit his celly", he gon' mail it
(Let's go)

Ooh ooh, ooh, ooh
(yeah) ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Let's go

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