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Sumo Lyrics by Chief Keef
(Ft. Lil Durk)

[Hook]
Sumo, sumo, sumo, sumo
Sumo, sumo, sumo, sumo
Call me Sosa Sumo
Pull up wit that you know
That Breitling in that four door
I don't like no two door
Sumo, sumo, sumo, sumo, sumo
Sumo, sumo, sumo, sumo, sumo
Pull up wit that ya know
Yo thotie in the glue tho'
She gon' let me fuck tho'
Cause I got my jewels on

[Verse 1]
Are ya sumo flexing? Are ya sumo flexing?
When ya pull her do ya hop out flexing like ya sumo wrestling?
Ayy, are ya connected? Have yo jewels been tested?
Do ya smoke took a pack man? Or ya smoke fooka pack man
Ayy, I hopped up out the foreign
Like I just hopped out of Cooley
Got a tech wit them damn cooler
I spit it, and out here shootin' shit
My house got a pool and shit
I be on my sumo shit, I cannon ball up in the water
Swear I just be doin' shit
Watch bling like Gucci shit
Chain bling like Tunchei shit
I swear I be sumo flexing
I be on my Beamer shit, I be on my Beamer shit
Remember Mitsubishi shit
Gettin' all this money I swear that's that they don't see me shit

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Ride foreign, die foreign pussy
Spazz on fo' now foreign pussy
30 on me, gas fo' the pussy
Send shots from this Glock pussy
100 tatt it, mob block pussy
Yo ops, my ops pussy
OTF, I be rockin' pussy
Niggas mad, so we don't fight ova pussy
Me and my pockets on sumo
I luv my bitch ass sumo
Drop at the park and went no show
I know them niggas gon' sue tho
Rollie on me, no plain chain
20k and these mall made
A Mack Maine with this mac, mane
Old money, cash money, Wayne
Me and Chief Sosa back on the track
(GAng gang) You gon' gonna want tell 'em that
(GAng bang) Call 'em Chief wood head get 'em racked
You call out the clat ain't no callin' back

[Hook]

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