Clientele lyrics

by

Quavo


[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I got bells like trees on Christmas
Like Papa got them chickens
Got a red foreign b*tch, she whip it
She can do, she can do the dishes
Clientele, clientele, clientele, clientele
I got bricks I don't need no scale
I'm the plug b*tch I got clientele
I got bells like trees on Christmas
Like Papa got them chickens
Got a red foreign b*tch, she whip it
She can do, she can do the dishes
Clientele, clientele, clientele, clientele
I got bricks I don't need no scale
I'm the plug b*tch I got clientele

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
[?] crazy, my bands gone crazy
In the kitchen water whippin' cause I got clientele
I don't need a scale, shift it to the metal
Got all white b*tch I ain't tellin' no tale
50 bricks in the ceiling and I ain't talkin' [?]
Big ass blunts you would swear I was Jamaican
True Religion pants got 50k in em'
Foreign b*tch like [?]
[?] Maserati
Money real old like Bill Cosby
Droppin' bands in Lennox while you shoppin' at the hobby lobby
My ice, real cold like [?] Spring water
b*tch I am the plug I can take your order
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I got bells like trees on Christmas
Like Papa got them chickens
Got a red foreign b*tch, she whip it
She can do, she can do the dishes
Clientele, clientele, clientele, clientele
I got bricks I don't need no scale
I'm the plug b*tch I got clientele
I got bells like trees on Christmas
Like Papa got them chickens
Got a red foreign b*tch, she whip it
She can do, she can do the dishes
Clientele, clientele, clientele, clientele
I got bricks I don't need no scale
I'm the plug b*tch I got clientele

[Verse 2: Chinx]
I got bricks I don't need no scale
Get knocked out and gettin' no bail
It's them eastside bricklayer
That Southside cartel
Them hoes love how I roll
Keep bad b*tch on their toe
I got the b*tch of your dreams
But that's whipping that stove
My watch cost bout fourty
They came with a Glock fourty
You reach for it, you seek for it
We're breaking news, top stories
Them bricks truck we roll up then we hop out
Know a couple real n*ggas got real money hit rock bottom
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I got bells like trees on Christmas
Like Papa got them chickens
Got a red foreign b*tch, she whip it
She can do, she can do the dishes
Clientele, clientele, clientele, clientele
I got bricks I don't need no scale
I'm the plug b*tch I got clientele
I got bells like trees on Christmas
Like Papa got them chickens
Got a red foreign b*tch, she whip it
She can do, she can do the dishes
Clientele, clientele, clientele, clientele
I got bricks I don't need no scale
I'm the plug b*tch I got clientele
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