umru, Tommy Cash, 645AR – Check1 Lyrics

umru Check1 Lyrics, Check1 Lyrics by umru Tommy Cash 645AR

Uh
Uh
Check one-two, check one
Check one-two, check one
(Umru said I’m cute, cute)
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo

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Check one-two, check one (Uh)
Check one-two, check one (Uh)
Check one-two, check one, uh (Uh-huh)
Check one-two, check one (Uh-huh)
Check one-two, check one (Uh-huh)
Check one-two, check one (Uh-huh)
Check one-two, check one

If she rides automatic, then she can’t handle the stick
If she rides automatic, then she can’t handle the stick
Then she can’t handle the stick, then she can’t handle the stick
Then she can’t handle the stick, then she can’t handle the stick

She like, “Ooh-ooh,” like, “Ooh”
My ego block your song
Shit, we like gorillas every time tiger kill her
I miss my boss, strength through [?] her face like a boss
All that sauce, uh-uh, all that sauce
Think I’ve said enough, uh
Money coming, poof (Poof)
Ratings through the roof (Roof)
Million fucking views (Views)
Face in the news
[?] in the booth
Then I lost my tooth (Uh-huh)
Yeah, disappeared, like poof

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Check one-two, check one (Uh)
Check one-two, check one (Uh)
Check one-two, check one, uh (Uh-huh)
Check one-two, check one (Uh-huh)
Check one-two, check one (Uh-huh)
Check one-two, check one (Uh-huh)
Check one-two, check one (Yeah)

Money comin’ in, I’ma stack ’til the end
Two twinnin’ foreigns, now I’m in a Benz
I don’t comprehend if it ain’t about bands
Started squeakin’ then it got me some fans
I’ma rock out, got my Glock out (Boom, boom)
Made this topic change when they all pop out (Yeah)
No janitor, got the mop out (Brrrt)
Give a rap nigga a pop-out (Pop-out)
Came in this bitch by myself (By myself)
Hit the streets to make it melt (Make it melt)
Keep sneak dissin’, you gon’ get dealt (Get dealt)
Fun and games ’til a nigga get killed (Killed)
Came in this bitch by myself (By myself)
Hit the streets to make it melt (Make it melt)
Keep sneak dissin’, you gon’ get dealt
Fun and games ’til a nigga get killed (Yeah)

Where the fuck is Tommy? Uh
I think he’s too drunk
Who the fuck gave Tommy all the skunk?

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Check one-two, check one (Check one-two, check one)
Check one-two, check one (Check one-two, check one)
Check one-two, check one (Check one-two, check one)

If she rides automatic, then she can’t handle the stick
If she rides automatic, then she can’t handle the stick

If she rides automatic, then she can’t handle my dick
Yeah, I whip it and I whip
Suck my wee-wee in the gym
[?] that was hotter
She never hide good, looking broader
Call me Ali Astin likely
Like the A and B, she need that D
Five people in the moshpit
All I want fat hoes that be looking like thick

Illest shit alive, I’m just too fuckin’ sick (Check one-two, check one)
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