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Umru – Check1 Lyrics

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Uh
Uh
Check one-two, check one
Check one-two, check one umru said Im cute, cute
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo

Check one, check one-two, check one
Check one-two, check one uh
Check one-two, check one uh, uh
Check one-two, check one, uh uh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh

If she rides automatic, then she cant handle the stick
If she rides automatic, then she cant handle the stick
Then she cant handle the stick, then she cant handle the stick
Then she cant handle the stick, then she cant handle the stick

She like, Ooh-ooh, like, Ooh
My ego block the sun
Shit, we like gorillas every time tiger kill her
I missed my bus, strength through bass on her face like a boss
All that sauce, uh-uh, all that sauce
Think Ive said enough, uh
Money come in, poof! Poof!
Ratings through the roof roof
Million fucking views views
Face in the news
Puke in the booth
Then I lost my tooth uh-huh
Yeah, disappeared, like, poof!

Check one, check one-two, check one
Check one-two, check one uh
Check one-two, check one uh, uh
Check one-two, check one, uh uh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah
Money comin in, Ima stack til the end
Two twinnin foreigns, now Im in a Benz
I dont comprehend if it aint about bands
Started squeakin then it got me some fans
Ima 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 hes too drunk
Who the fuck gave Tommy all the skunk?

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 check one-two, check one
Check one-two, check one check one-two, check one

If she rides automatic, then she cant handle the stick
If she rides automatic, then she cant handle the stick

If she rides automatic, then she cant handle my dick
Yeah, I whip it in the whip
Suck my wee-wee in the Jeep
I never had sex that was hotter
She never hide good, looking broader
Call me Ali Astin likely
Like the A and B, she need that D
White people in the moshpit
All I want fat hoes that be looking like pigs

Illest shit alive check one-two, check one
Im just too fuckin sick check one-two, check one
Check one-two, check one
Check one-two, check uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check one uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Check one-two, check

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