CliChe (Sped Up) Lyrics

Fuck

Ahh

She hit my line like

Ahh ah

Uhh nuh uhh nuh

Uhh nuh ohh

(All for me, arms and sleeves, I keep my heat)

(It's my peace, ride for me, die for me)

(Baby girl, would you lie for me?)

My jeans too tight

Swag disease that's right

(I'm like ha)

Been working all damn night I'm like

(Ha)

She say I'm a insane like

(Ha)

Bands hang off my shoes

I'm so sick I got the flu

(Woah)

God bless me I ahh-chew

My team so deep like haiku

Did it all for my momma (My mom)

Can't stack these bands like me

No one can touch me

I gone off the scene

Say repping DMC

Till the death of me

ha ha ha ha-ha ha

Ha ha ha ha- ha ha

Woah ha woah woah

Till the death of me

Till the death of me

Till the death of me

T-t-t-t-t-t-Till the death of me

Till the death of me

Till the death of me

D-d-d-d-d-d-d-DMC

(Huh)

I'm a keep getting richer (Rich)

I'm a keep getting richer (Rich)

Making these figures (Figures)

Making these figures (Figures)

I'm a keep getting bigger (Bigger)

I'm a keep getting bigger (Bigger)

Stacking all my digits

Stacking all my d-d-d-d-d-d-digits

(Ayo what the fu-)

(Boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw)

Uh ha

(Boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw)

Uh huh

(Boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw

boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw boaw)

Wa-wa-woah

Ha

Huh

Huh-huh-huh

My jeans too tight

Swag disease that's right

(I'm like ha)

Been working all damn night I'm like

(Ha)

She say I'm a insane like

(Ha)

Bands hang off my shoes

I'm so sick I got the flu

(Woah)

God bless me I ahh-chew

My team so deep like haiku

Did it all for my momma (My mom)