Chris Tucka lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, yuh
Ay, ay, ay, yuh, ay

[Chorus]
b*tches say I look like I'm Chris Tucker
Ballin' on n*ggas like Chris Tucker
Finesse the plug like I'm Chris Tucker
Head to the back like I'm Chris Tucker
Gotta go broke like I'm Chris Tucker
I might go hit up the sto'
Cop me some boof and real lungs
I give no f*ck about hoes
Ballin', I'm ballin, I'm ballin'
Feelin' like Chris Tucker
They just gon' hate 'cause they weak
I keep the Vans on my feet
I make her straight (Comethazine)
Then f*ck that b*tch right to sleep
b*tches say I look like I'm Chris Tucker
Ballin' on n*ggas like Chris Tucker
Finesse the plug like I'm Chris Tucker
Head to the back like I'm Chris Tucker
Gotta go broke like I'm Chris Tucker
I might go hit up the sto'
Cop me some boof and real lungs
I give no f*ck about hoes
Ballin', I'm ballin, I'm ballin'
Feelin' like Chris Tucker
They just gon' hate 'cause they weak
I keep the Vans-