Presenting the These B*tches Love Sosa Lyrics by Chief Keef. The lyrics of the song are penned by Chief Keef & Young Chop. The song is from the album Finally Rich (Exclusive Edition) (2012).
These B*tches Love Sosa Lyrics
F*****s in school telling me, always in the barber shop
“Chief Keef ain’t ’bout this, Chief Keef ain’t ’bout that”
My boy a BD on f*****g Lamron and them
He, he, they say that n***a don’t be putting in no work
Shut the f**k up
Y’all n****s ain’t know s**t
All y’all m***********s talkin’ about
“Chief Keef ain’t no hitter
Chief Keef ain’t this
Chief Keef a fake”
Shut the f**k up
Y’all don’t live with that n***a
Y’all know that n***a got caught with a ratchet
Shootin’ at the police and s**t
N***a been on probation since f****n’ I don’t know when
M**********r, stop f****n’ playin’ him like that
Them n****s savages out there
If I catch another m**********r talking sweet about Chief Keef
I’m f*****g beatin’ they a*s
I’m not f*****g playin’ no more
Y’all know them n****s roll with Lil Reese and them
(Young Chop on the beat)
Love Sosa, b*****s love Sosa, huh?
O End or no end, Raris and Rovers, ayy, li’l Cobra, ayy, ayy
Bang, Bang-bang, God, y’all some broke boys, God, y’all some broke boys
These b*****s love Sosa, O End or no end
F****n’ with them O boys, you gon’ get f****d over
‘Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain’t making no noise
Y’all know I’m a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, y’all some broke boys, God, y’all some broke boys
We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy
These b*****s love Sosa and they love them Glo Boys
Know we from the ‘Go boy, but we cannot go, boy
No, I don’t know old boy, I know he’s a broke boy
‘Raris and Rovers, convertible Lambos, boy
You know I got bands, boy, and it’s in my pants, boy
Disrespect them O Boys, you won’t speak again, boy
Don’t think that I’m playin’, boy, no, we don’t use hands, boy
No, we don’t do friends, boy, collect bands, I’m a landlord
I gets lots of commas, I can f**k your momma
I ain’t with the drama, you can meet my llama
Ridin’ with 3hunna, with three hundred foreigns
These b*****s see Chief Sosa, I swear to God, they honored
These b*****s love Sosa, O End or no end
F****n’ with them O boys, you gon’ get f****d over
‘Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain’t making no noise
Y’all know I’m a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, y’all some broke boys, God, y’all some broke boys
We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy
Don’t make me call D. Rose, boy, he six double-O, boy
And he keep that pole, boy, you gon’ get f****d over
B***h, I done sell soda and I done sell coca
She gon’ clap for Sosa, he gon’ clap for Sosa
They do it for Sosa, them hoes, they do it for Sosa
Tadoe off the molly water, so n***a be cool like water
‘Fore you get hit with this lava, b***h, I’m the trending topic
Don’t care no price, I’ll cop it, B, and your b***h steady jockin’ me
These b*****s love Sosa, O End or no end
F****n’ with them O boys, you gon’ get f****d over
‘Raris and Rovers, these hoes love Chief Sosa
Hit him with that cobra, now that boy slumped over
They do it all for Sosa, you boys ain’t making no noise
Y’all know I’m a grown boy, your clique full of broke boys
God, y’all some broke boys, God, y’all some broke boys
We GBE dope boys, we got lots of dough, boy
