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Check it out 2016 Lyrics

By Chief Keef

Chief Keef Check it out Lyrics
Chief Keef Check it out Parole

You got some money for me? Check it out
Im icy, know I had to bring the necklace out
I saw a bi##h, I told that bi##h to check it out
I hop up out the car, she wanna check me out
Im in your city for a day, bi##h, check it out
Too late, bi##h, Im already checking out
The cops pull up on me, they like check it out
Like my s##t was tucked and I aint have the weapon out

Hit the dealership like check it out, my doors creep me out
Told my Glock 40, aye check it out, these hoes creep me out
These ni##as eat these hoes out, aye these hoes eat me out
These bi##hes be geeking everytime they ass see me out
Wanna smoke, check it out
Checking in, checking out
Check it out, my whip sound like he just went to now
He said vroom, sound like he was snoring, had to check it out
Check in at the doctor, get prescripted then Im checking out

(Repeat Chorus)

Chief Keef Check it out Lyrics

Hit the doctor for a check up then Im checking out
Why you steady looking at me? bi##h, check it out
She step outside the box then I check her out
Like a half way house, Im checking in, checking out
Im checking my car for bugs, checking my car for dubs
Im checking my car for change, just to give to the club
Folk nem check the spot now we gone come through, line em up
Check em in the torture house, drown his ass, tie him up
I check my money, better be right when I count it up
I go to sleep, what the f##k I see, Cap and Blood
Folk nem said they had to check and make sure that Im acting up

Chief Keef Check it out Lyrics

Hit the concrete, hopping out the swan doors
I got a package coming in and I was checking the time for it
These Louie shades, lil mama, these aint no Tom Fords
The bi##h was checking me out, so I walked out the door
I was checking for racks, for cheese, for green, for lawn mowers
Go and get some Maison Margiela, no need to see the concords
Im checking for cappers, for boolers, the shooters, the 9 blowers
Im checking on folks, they cooling, they booling with 9 whores
Im smoking on dope, Im cooling, I be smoking that mind blower
Come through, Im checking, Im chasing, yeah Im checking for my boys
I aint checking for hoes, I get my box and check up boy
I aint checking for you, you sitting on yo ass, get up boy
Sacks and build direct, Margelias and marble floors

(Repeat Chorus)

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Lyrics submitted by on May 13, 2016 .

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