Lonesome Lyrics – Cheech
Singer: Cheech
Title: Lonesome
I been grinding by my lonesome
Don’t give a fucc bout that boy he ain’t gone tote nun
You know what we so up
Man im pourin up the liter i came from dos cups
I been grinding by my lonesome
Don’t give a fucc bout that boy he ain’t gone tote nun
You know what we so up
Pourin up the liter i came from dos cups
You ain’t think i was gone make it and i made it so what
Leaving n#gg#s sicc gone head watch you throw up
I got real pape walk into the strip club and loan ones
Independent my whole life ian never needed no one
Watch me blow up
Watch we go up
Gelato 41 ion likе to drink no whisky(nowitzki)
1942 bottles every timе you comin with me
Bet you c#m
Blow yo bacc
Every time you fuccin with me
I been tryna sign this deal for like 150
But ima make it right bacc
Gotta double it
Still inna field for the fucc of it
Im lovin’ it
If she ain’t going
Then im going to the other b#tch
She succin it
She asking me
Hell nah watch me move onto another b#tch
Big glocc 40 on my hip ian tuccin it
Terrorizing yo blocc and i’m really havin fun with it
They love to hate hate to see that i’m lovin it
Shut it n#gg#
You gone hear them switches blow past when we bussin sh#t
I’ll have to toe tag a n#gg# think he running sh#t
Bet i make all my opps mad way i’m blowing sh#t
Ask me how i do it so much they start cloning sh#t
And they know this sh#t
Say you got me lemme see what it’s about
n#gg# i was on the floor and put my homie onna couch
Gotta keep my chin up can’t let nobody see me down
Grew up doing all the things that weren’t ever allowed
And i knew eventually that i’d make my momma proud
Open eyes wide when a n#gg# seen a hunnid thou
You can’t die with that money so what you gone do now?
Grinding by my lonesome
Don’t give a fucc bout that boy he ain’t gone tote nun
You know what we so up
Pourin up the liter and i came from dos cups
You ain’t think i was gone make it and i made it so what
Leaving n#gg#s sicc go head watch you throw up
I got real pape walk into the strip club and loan ones
Independent my whole life ian never needed no one
Watch me blow up
Watch we go up
Aiming at yo head do the impossible ain’t talking bout kim
You ain’t get no play time you wasn’t in the field
I’m banging it on folks i ain’t talking bout no kin
Don’t ask me why he dead it was me vs him
Bang my balls on yo b#tch and you just touching rim
Your b#tch p#ss# weak and my dicc it go limp
Invade her space like a n#gg# name was zim
First in my family to run up a mil
How you have rich sex with a broke n#gg#?
They say love is a drug baby ima dope dealer
Can’t say they understand her when they don’t feel her
But she act right when she in the presence of a real n#gg#
That’s me and they don’t need to know what we be on
Ion care for the socials don’t wanna get the media to get involved
Grinding by my lonesome
Don’t give a fucc bout that boy he ain’t gone tote nun
You know what we so up
Pourin up the liter and i came from dos cups
You ain’t think i was gone make it and i made it so what
Leaving n#gg#s sicc gone head watch you throw up
I got real pape walk into the strip club and loan ones
Independent my whole life ian never needed no one
Watch me blow up
Watch we go up
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