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Sheck Wes

Genres: Hip-Hop

Chippi Chippi Lyrics - Sheck Wes

[Intro] 

Yeah, ha, Mudboy 

Fa fa fa fa 

Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa 

Bitch, huh 

 

[Verse] 

Chippi Chippi, I ain't get high in a minute 

I can't fuck with shorty, she got too many feelings 

Get high like Alibaba, Chippi Chippi 

Big blunts of dope, smokin' out in Mississippi 

Big blunts of fuckin' dope, smokin' out in Memphis 

I'm a carnivore, 'cause I eat you, then you finished 

All these niggas slow, Sheck Wes get busy 

Call David and Busy, then complain about the chicken 

You travel for vacay, I travel for business (bitch) 

I got my lil bay-bay, but I got plenty women (bitch) 

I ain't a born sinner 

Hell a paradise like my nigga Frank Sina 

Never used to eat, I was eatin' sleep for dinner 

If I wanna eat, I was gettin' loaves for dinner 

(I was gettin' musty, let's get it, let's go, bitch) 

Niggas ain't fuckin' with me 

Niggas ain't fuckin' with me 

Get high like Alibaba, Chippi Chippi 

We go high, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi 

Big blunts of fuckin' dope, out in Mississippi 

I was smokin' big blunts out in Mississippi 

I was smokin' big blunts, you know it stay with me 

Uh, damn, I ain't got the Krippy 

G2 with me, know that G2 keep the Krippy 

This nigga said how young Sheck Wes gon' rip me 

I thought we was cool, man, fuck you and your feelings 

Uh, damn, shoot a nigga in his kidney, woah 

Got a bad bitch, uh, she's a fuckin' 10 

Ooh, yeah, she's a fuckin' 10 

Young Sheck Wes got racks, man, I got fuckin' plenty 

We go high, Aliba, Chippi Chippi 

Big blunts of fuckin' gas, out in Mississippi 

I was smokin' big gas out in Mississippi 

Extend that beat, do it for me 

 

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[Break] 

Yeah, bitch, bitch, yeah 

Bitch, Chippi Chippi 

Yeah, you ain't fuckin' with me 

Uh, yeah, yeah, Chippi Chippi 

Uh, yeah, Chippi Chippi 

 

[Verse 2] 

We go high, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi 

Big blunts of fuckin' dope, got me trippin', trippin' 

Talk hot, send shots, everybody dippin' 

Heart cold, Dippin' Dots, they get frizzy, frizzy 

I was up at Nike, put that on Kid G 

Play that crack is whack, rest in peace to Whitney Houston 

All my shit slap like fuckin' Whitney Houston 

Sheck mean teacher, all these bitch ass niggas students 

Like get high like Aliba, then I Chippi Chippi 

These fuck niggas ain't really fuckin' with me 

Uh, ah, keep the grippy grippy 

Nigga fuckin' try me, he gon' get clippy clippy 

Get high like Alibaba, Chippi Chippi 

Smokin' big blunts, in Paris, in London 

Japan, Hong Kong, San Antonio, New York 

Texas, everywhere, trippy trippy, uh 

 

Photos 

 

[Outro] 

We go high, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi 

Big blunts of fuckin' gas, out in Mississippi 

Niggas ain't talk in' [?], Chippi Chippi 

Chippi Chippi 

Chippi Chippi 

Bitch 

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