100 lyrics for "Check, check, check"

Yeah, top off the Benz (top off the Benz) Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends (her friends) I done fucked all of her friends (fucked all of her friends) Came here to party (skrrt) Check out the options I make a moshpit (woo) I never forfeit (forfeit)
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Su novio la dejó y lo quiere olvidar Ella se entregó y el tipo le falló Ella quiere beber, ella quiere bailar Y por eso se va a rumbear Por dentro tú me necesita' Tú siempre va' a ser mi diablita Check, check (Remix) I'mma show you why I'm the king of
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Whiskey in your glass, here's to turning up, Slowing down and cars that go real fast, We were laughing and living, drinking and wishing, And thinking as that checkered flag was waving, Sure would like to stay in Talladega (Talladega) It was the summer
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Percocets, molly, Percocets Mask on, fuck it, mask off Chase a check, never chase a bitch Rep the set, gotta rep the set Don't chase no bitches Call it how it is I promise, I swear, I swear (If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you) yo
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(Dance, dance, dance, dance) Caution, I'll approach you with a business mind Slight two step as I check the time Rub my hands when my palms itch 50 in the bank diamonds looking flawless This the sway of a rich nigga Praying for the day my nigga seeing 6
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Last time that I checked It was five chains on my neck It was no smut on my rep, last time that I checked I was sellin' zones in the set Make a quarter mill no sweat, last time that I checked I'm the street's voice out west Legendary self-made progress,
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Waiting in the security line I was mad as hell that I might miss my plane I felt so stupid being mad After seeing her so sad I need to check my heart I need to watch my mouth Have a little more faith A little less doubt, it ain't that hard to figure out
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So chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Come on and check yo self before you wrickity-wreck yo self You better check yo self before you wreck yo self Cause I'm bad for your health I come real stealth Dropping bombs on your moms Fuck car alarms
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Tomorrow she'll be rollin' down I-10 Baton Rouge, LSU Eighteen years in her rear-view He's got a Friday paycheck lined up, down the block At daddy's shop It ain't much, but it's a job They've been dreadin' this moment all summer long The night before
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