Chewy Lyrics - Deal Or No Deal - Wiz Khalifa

Yeahhh! 

That's exactly what I tell these hoes 

A roof to rug type of brotha 

Fly head to toe. (WOO!) 

I gotta lot of swag 

Need a professional 

And get this doggy bag 

Just get some head to go 

Yeah I rappin 

All the hoes wanna sing to me 

Do a couple things to me 

Make her bring the team to me. (Team to me.) 

I don't wanna fuck. (Nope!) 

It might seem bougie (It might.) 

A little attitude 

Probably gotta mean chew (Wow!) 

You a bad bitch 

With a couple bad friends 

I could let you rock the mic 

She could do the ad libs. (Do the ad libs) 

They say I'm arrogant 

Nah home, I'm gettin paid. (Get money!) 

Shine while I'm young 

Balls in the shade. (Shade.) 

So your best bet's to hop your ass in the lade. (Lade.) 

Fix your doobie up, (Up!) 

And start to chew me up. (Up!) 

You wanna screw me, what? (What?) 

Fuck your old man. (Man.) 

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Gettin top notch, with no hangers. (Nah!) 

Two! 

Shawty, whatchu doin tonight? 

Doin tonight? 

Doin tonight? 

I'm hollerin' cause you lookin right 

You lookin right 

You lookin right 

Keep sayin that chu wouldn't 

But I know that chu might 

I know that chu might 

I know that chu might 

See I'm tryin to get a chewy tonight 

Tonight 

A good night 

And that's exactly what I tell the bitch, (Beetch!) 

Ain't got the time to easy your mind 

I'm on some other shit. (Sheett!) 

Know what you're fuckin with? (What?) 

A young star, baby! 

Ever met a nigga like me? (Nope!) 

Not at all, baby. (Yeahhh!) 

A coach player 

I could show you how to ball, baby. (Baby.) 

And live today 

Cause I ain't worried about tomorrow, baby. (Nah!) 

You heard my song, (Like my songs?) 

You seen my face around, (Round.) 

So now it's you and me 

So take this good weed and break it down. (Break it down.) 

Spot poppin' 

Shawty talkin bout skating now. (Now.) 

And gimme brains 

Let me know just what she thinkin bout. (Wow!) 

Burning trees 

Courtesy of my Jamaican pal. (Pal.) 

Gettin all this money 

With all these honeys I could make em pout. (Make em pout.) 

Now I could make you smile, (Smile.) 

Or I can make you moan. (Moan.) 

Turn you into my number one fan if I take you home. (Take you home.) 

Want me to break you off? (Break ya off?) 

I'm thinking more about the money, (Money!) 

The money's what I'm thinking about. (Thinkin bout.) 

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