Chitlins ft. 1TakeJay Lyrics

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