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Check Lyrics - Cm7: The World Is Yours - Yo Gotti

I got a check, check, check, beep 

Bitch I go ta check, check, check 

Bitch I got a check, check, check 

 

I buy anything I want cause I got a check 

Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check 

I only ride foreign cause I got a check 

You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check 

And everytime you se me I be on deck 

Looking like money, smelling like a jet 

Brand new swag, got me on flex 

Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check 

Uh, I got my check up, I need a check up 

Watch on me so cold, chain on me so froze 

Check, I got them hoes, check, designer clothes 

I got them bows, plus I got them o's 

Going hard nigga, I do too, 

I got shooters nigga, what bout you 

Valet park nigga there's my coupe 

Popping bottles nigga, there's my crew 

That pussy good, ass fat, head right, nigga that's my boo 

A real nigga, you ain't one, hate on me, that's what you do 

Uh I'm in my zone, uh, my money long 

Sipping on that sirock, inhaling all of the strong 

On my young nigga shit, rollie with the belt 

I'm on my rich nigga shit, Rolls Royce are better 

 

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I buy anything I want cause I got a check 

Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check 

I only ride foreign cause I got a check 

 

You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check 

And everytime you see me I be on deck 

Looking like money, smelling like a jet 

Brand new swag, got me on flex 

Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check 

I put on for my city, go strong when I kick it 

Got a bad girl's club, a gang of bad bitches 

Black down, ap, ...bp, white them, mula 

No damning, ...ace of spades, no cards 

...that glow in the dark 

I got soft, I go hard, start to beating my favorite card 

The California my favorite car, 

The land ...my favorite bar 

I hit the club, my jays on, they out now 

They stood on the boss 

Selling dope my first job, getting money, they worst thought 

I'm in this bitch with my home boys 

Big jewelry, no bodyguard 

I pull up, like who this, thugged out, I do this 

Checking on my dollar sign, get money on my to do list, hey! 

 

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I buy anything I want cause I got a check 

Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check 

I only ride foreign cause I got a check 

 

You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check 

And everytime you see me I be on deck 

Looking like money, smelling like a jet 

Brand new swag, got me on flex 

Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check 

Check, check, bitch I'm on deck 

Flexing, flexing, looking like a jet 

 

I buy anything I want cause I got a check 

Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check 

I only ride foreign cause I got a check 

You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check. 

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