Pup Pup Boogie: Get ready, get set, go!Song: We got models plus bottles. Eating steak with the lobster. Did the Louis and some Prada. Living rich is the motto. Got some shooters out Chicago. That'll kill you for a dollar. Got them bobbers that'll swallow. I can't see you, I need goggles. Let's celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Yeah yeah yeah, let's celebrate.
Chase: Let's celebrate, let's celebrate. They wanna hate, then let 'em hate. We gon' go up like an elevate. We gon' pull up, hop out of that Escalade. This shit that I smoke make you levitate. I walk in, swipe your bitch, I won't hesitate. Like a fat bitch I want hella cake. I cut my grass, I seen hella snakes. Getting money, let me demonstrate. Steak and shrimp all on my dinner plate. Boy your price is too high, let's negotiate. Boy your pockets like Gucci, they losing weight. We going up, escalate. I'm blowing up, hand grenade. I pour a six in my lemonade. My bitch a queen bee, lemonade. Plus my name buzzing like beehive. The lean slow me up like a rewind. Bad bitch cooking dope in her knee highs. We done came a long way from rocking Levi's. He say he been getting money, he lyin'. All these pussy niggas cats, felines. Yeah they call me dirty ass, not the behind. He think his bitch bad, wait until you see mine.
Song: We got models plus bottles. Eating steak with the lobster. Did the Louis and some Prada. Living rich is the motto. Got some shooters out Chicago. That'll kill you for a dollar. Got them bobbers that'll swallow. I can't see you, I need goggles. Let's celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Yeah yeah yeah, let's celebrate.
Zuma: Let's celebrate, let's celebrate. Money coming so I elevate. I get to the money like andale. The condom busts if you hella late. Niggas is bitches, they hella fake. Just copped the Rollie, look at the Wraith. She give me head and I meditate. Two hundred thou', I seen better days. Now I'm the shit and they checking me. Don't call my phone, ain't got checks for me. Nothing ain't free what they expect from me. Look at my diamonds caressing me. I'm high right now and I'm fly right now, off a pint right now. My bitch bi right now, these police ass niggas top flight right now. Gang gang gang gang.
Song: We got models plus bottles. Eating steak with the lobster. Did the Louis and some Prada. Living rich is the motto. Got some shooters out Chicago. That'll kill you for a dollar. Got them bobbers that'll swallow. I can't see you, I need goggles. Let's celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Celebrate, let's celebrate. Let's celebrate, celebrate. Yeah yeah yeah, let's celebrate.
Pup Pup Boogie: Well done Chase and Zuma, your scores are 100%.
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