Chief Keef & Mike WiLL Made-It x Sexyy Red - Damn Shorty Posted by RAP OU CRĒVE 17 APR 2024, 16:30 Share this : Share this: 157 Share this : Share this: Subscribe to RAP OU CRĒVE Share this : Share this: 0 LYRICS Chorus: Sexyy ReddHe like, "How you fit that ass in them pants?"You wanna see me, boy, you better have them bandsI'm with my bitches so you gotta bring some friendsI'm a dog, I ain't tryna do the romanceIntro: Chief Keef(Trap-a-Holics, real trap shit)(This Chicago, nigga)Damn shorty, this one ain't even on purpose manDamn shorty, shoot on accidentDamn shorty, I thought about it, like damnDamn shorty, damn shortyDamn shorty, I'm talking to myself, though (Young Rari)Verse 1: Chief KeefHow you fit that Glock in them tight ass pants, shorty? (Trap-a-Holics)They like how you get it, damn shortyHow you pulling up in the Lamb', shorty?Mans like who that at the door, my damn shortiesWe'll shoot your ass while you on cam, shortyIf we can't get you, we gon' get your fam, shortyI'm like Tracy come out cut and slam shortyMe and gang in LA, we'll ram shorty (Real trap shit)I can't come to your city, I'm finna land, shortyI'll pop you, we ain't throwing hands, shortyI'll turn your ass a nеw strand, shortyI'm off Tooka, we don't do the Xans, shortyDamn shorty, damn shortyMake thе chopper sing, Big Baby DRAM, shortyWe'll catch you in the club, Sam shortyGet to spraying cooking butter, Pam, shortyDamn shorty, damn shortyWe just watching out for Uncle Sam, shortyThey like Sosa, "When you get that Lamb', shorty"You already know what I am, shortyChorus: Sexyy ReddHe like, "How you fit that ass in them pants?"You wanna see me, boy, you better have them bandsI'm with my bitches so you gotta bring some friendsI'm a dog, I ain't tryna do the romanceVerse 2: Sexyy ReddI'm a real fine bitch and I got that bagHoes don't play with me, 'cause I get on they assI like to hop up in my car and drive it fastAin't pulling over, we outside, fuck the taskMy coochie good, that's why I got two baby dadsI hate a lying-ass nigga, I'll flashDon't turn me up, you know I get to acting badI tell my hoes when you with me, the world madYeah, I'm rich, but I like to chill out on the blockHe wanna hang with me but he ain't got no GlockI'm doing donuts while I'm pulling off the lotAnd I ain't hiding from these bitches, fuck the oppsVerse 3: Chief KeefDamn shorty, damn shortyYou should already know I rep' my gang, shortyYou already know I don't tuck no chain, shortyYou can't hang, shorty, you tuck your chain, shortyYou was tryna hang, shorty, got your dumbass banged shortyWe ain't playing around, shorty, this ain't no game, shortyOn a roof feel, like I'm on a crane, shortyYou be rocking where? Boy, you ain't Dame, shortyI was on the CTA bus and a train, shortyNever got big-headed since I got fame, shorty (I got fame)You dropped your location, then we came, shorty (Ayy, came)Before we kill you, we gon' give you that pain, shorty (Give ya that pain)They threw me in the booth, told me go insane, shorty (Du-da-duh)Got Hermes umbrella in case it rain, shortyRiding around your city with me and my same shorties (Same shorty)Finna come bowl on you, better stay in your lane shorty (Lane shorty, ayy) Back to: Videos Clips