Ralph's One - Carolina lyrics

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Ralph's One - Carolina lyrics

[Intro] Aye, aye Gang! Gang through this b**h, n***a Through the door! Scoot the score, n***a! Ain't no Ralph though [Hook: Chief Keef] I pulled up smokin' sticky, marijuana All the hoes jockin', n***as lookin' dumb Pulled up parkin' lot pimpin' like I play with Jordan Choppas wavin' in the air like I'm from North Carolina Chief Sosa be smokin' ganja, aye Chief Sosa can f** your mama, aye Chief Sosa ride Ranges and ride Hummers Chief Sosa bought a Bimmer for the summer [Verse 1: Chief Keef] Bought twenty Monclers for the winter, aye 200 choppas for all of my enemies He think it's sweet, it's clips this choppa finna lay That n***a try to run, this choppa finna spray Cig on me cause that's how I feel today I got money, don't care 'bout a damn old case Got lead and pen on me, blood I'm finna paint I found some money, took it on a dinner date Aye, wait, skate, pull up in that thing In the truck a wing Hop out, smoke a stain And my pocket bang And my Johnny Dang It's a lot of bling, aye bling [Hook: Chief Keef] I pulled up smokin' sticky, marijuana All the hoes jockin', n***as lookin' dumb Pulled up parkin' lot pimpin' like I play with Jordan Choppas wavin' in the air like I'm from North Carolina Chief Sosa be smokin' ganja, aye Chief Sosa can f** your mama, aye Chief Sosa ride Ranges and ride Hummers Chief Sosa bought a Bimmer for the summer [Verse 2: Pollari] The life put a drop on my guapa Can't f** with these n***as, they imposters Don't f** with no oppas, no coppas LeBron James, just hit 'em with the choppa like woah I get the cash for days, yeah They see me, copy my ways, yeah You's a lil' b**h, out my face, yeah Put that lil' b**h in her place, yeah b**h I'm your, b**h I'm your father, yeah f** on your sister, your daughter, yeah Your b**h comin' over, don't call her, yeah She give me brain like a scholar, yeah Run it up, run it up, run it up, yeah Hot like a hundred degrees, yeah Fendi, Riccardo my sleeve, yeah I hit the b**h and I leave, yeah Flippin' that work on the stove, ooh I got my wrist out the boat, ooh Still got to play with these hoes, ooh Maison Margiela my toe [Hook: Chief Keef] I pulled up smokin' sticky, marijuana All the hoes jockin', n***as lookin' dumb Pulled up parkin' lot pimpin' like I play with Jordan Choppas wavin' in the air like I'm from North Carolina Chief Sosa be smokin' ganja, aye Chief Sosa can f** your mama, aye Chief Sosa ride Ranges and ride Hummers Chief Sosa bought a Bimmer for the summer

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