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    Lupe Fiasco – Checkin’ Lyrics

    Lupe Fiasco – Checkin’ ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra Lupe Fiasco Lupe Fiasco – Checkin’

    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

    Uh, levels, ladders vs. shovels
    Overstand like Gepetto
    And sometimes I just gotta let go
    Let a kid stand with no kickstand pedal
    Back in this bitch (Bike)
    I’m scratchin’ on gun, ain’t no war, just a knife in a knitch
    Tighten my grip, right by the tip
    Then let it flip, flick of the wrist
    Like fishin’ for ships, niggas get hit
    No, not a slay, when I was a jit
    Got hit by a whip, I am a star
    Wish on myself, I got the bars
    Sip by myself, come down on a pill
    I slip on a Rollie, I am fulfilled
    Nigga can’t hold me, I am not holy (For real)
    Flyer the whip, My Little Pony
    That’s why when I’m lit, that’s when I’m zonin’
    Zone, zone, zone, zone, zone like I’m Sonic
    Wipe up a kid, circle of bricks just like it’s Stonehenge
    Circle of death, don’t let me donut
    Sprinkles are on it, fuck my opponents

    I want a little off the chain
    Redbone from the stain
    Steady checkin’ on me
    On the regular
    I keep a little chunk of change
    In the safe in case I catch a case
    Out here doin’ more than my competitors

    Yeah, uh
    She a bad ho, she a athlete, uh
    Treat a lap dance like a track meet, uh
    None of my cars got backseats, uh
    Fitted with the fifty, keep the cash neat, uh
    Whuppin’ on a stripper, get her back beat, uh
    Askin’ me to smack her on her asscheek, uh
    Duckin’ out the club like Daffy, uh
    ‘Fore I fall in love with a bad bitch
    Have a nigga sick like a lab leak
    Goddamn, I’mma need a vaccine
    Blue bottle, finna get the caffeine
    Downtown, finna eat the magazine, uh
    Wrist all cold like Nat King, chain look Saint-Marc, call that tag team
    Build fat shit like Gatling and that Benz look like that Batwing
    Mod that flow from valet, valet gotta park my shit in the Batcave
    Shit so serious, Nas wore Sears, I’m in bein’ in a Batcage
    Above that shit, not only from but I’m of that shit, I love that shit
    Put my arm around and hug that shit, ride around town with a thug ass bitch

    ‘Cause I want a little off the chain
    Redbone from the stain
    Steady checkin’ on me
    On the regular
    I keep a little chunk of change
    In the safe in case I catch a case
    Out here doin’ more than my competitors

    Out here, bitch, I’m out here
    Tell that bitch I’m out here
    I be out here, yeah, I’m out here
    Tell that ho I’m out here
    Yeah I’m out here, yes I’m out here
    Bitch, you know I’m out here
    Yes I’m out here, yes I’m out here
    Yeah, you know I’m out here
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