1takequan - Chitlins (feat. 1TakeJay)

Big Boo, the Beat Junkie
My nigga Menace on the beat
Wait, hold up, I finna turn this bitch up
Call me Taco Bell, I'm a shit starter
Cookie my cologne, smellin' like I just farted
Phone died, the bitch is on they way, here, charge it
I just heard your lil' mixtape, real garbage
Smackdown, contact me at Jeff Hardy
Gettin' top from a white bitch, this gnarly
Pause, like a boner, I'm probably the hardest
Like I got a red polo on, I'm a target
Bitch, I'm a SoundCloud rapper, not a artist
Bitch, I'm a SoundCloud rapper, not a artist
Bitch, I'm a SoundCloud rapper, not a artist
Bitch, I'm a SoundCloud rapper, not a artist
Watch this, I'm finna paint a picture, I'm an artist
Two bitches, but don't forget me, I'm here to party
I pulled up in that black thing, not the Charger
I think I got a crush on Lil' Wayne's daughter
No, he didn't, yes, I'm talkin' bout Reginae Carter
Put me in detention, I want all the bad bitches
I ain't Robert Woods, but I feel like a Ram in it
I feel like AB, cause any bitch can get it
Pussy like a sauna, cause I'm finna stand in it
What's that in my pocket? Nothin' major, bands in it
Never, it's gettin' hot in here, stay out the kitchen
I don't wash shit, I leave the dishes for the bitches
How you make it shake while you stand still
Put it in the air, I'ma show you how a Ram feel, bitch
How you make it shake while you stand still
Put it in the air, I'ma show you where the man is, bitch
How you make it shake while you stand still
How you make it shake while you stand still
I flock to bad bitches, oh, it's Christmas
I'm powered up, don't get hit with this finisher
A smooth nigga that can grind me and slip it
One for a cougar that's gon' pop out her denture
Fuck that bitch, shake that
All that ass on your back where your waist at
When I'm done with your back, where your brace at
And them motherfuckin' pillows where her face at
Bitch, I'm a hot nigga, all I spit is venom
Mary Jane in my web, probably should forget her
Need a hot freak when she walk the ground sizzlin
Color head, bitch, shakin' like a bag of Skittles
Only thing movin' on her body is her ass
Only thing get me out the house is some cash
I'm in first place, meaning your nigga in last
This another banger, tell the haters, take that
We played in high school together, your nigga was trash
Ha, get your number, bitch, I got it off a ad
Really gettin' money like I robbed a Kardashian
What's a real artist? I guess I'm doin' it bad
Where my shit? Niggas always stealin' lighters
Thanksgiving at the bowling alley, three strikes, bitch
I'm in court facin' Ben Franklin, give me life then
Big shoes, I wear a size 8, but they look like 10s
How you make it shake while you stand still
Put it in the air, I'ma show you how I round feel, bitch
How you make it shake while you stand still
Put it in the air, I'ma show you where the man is, bitch
How you make it shake while you stand still
How you make it shake while you stand still

Written by:
JACHIN JENKINS, SHAIQAUN JACKSON

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