20 of the Best Lyrics From Chief Keef’s ‘Thot Breaker’ Project
All retirements in rap are equal, meaning that they are usually temporary rather than for the long term. The latest example of this is Chief Keef, who announced his "exit" from the rap game just last year, only to throw his hat back into the mix with a new project, Two Zero One Seven, at the top of 2017. This marked one of the shortest reprieves from the rap game in recent memory. Now back in the swing of things, the Chicago rapper looks to continue his comeback with his Thot Breaker project, which displays the polarizing and controversial rapper's more tender side.
Catering to the ladies on the project, the kid that came in the game known as Love Sosa has been making strides to mature and shed his thuggish ways, but plays up his Casanova persona here, wooing the fairer sex with his rugged charm throughout.
Comprised of 10 selections, Thot Breaker finds the Glo Gang captain going for dolo over an array of expansive production from the likes of Mike WiLL Made-It, D. Rich. K.E. on the Track, Young Chop and CBMix. Keef also contributes to the production himself, under the moniker Turbo, an addition to his artistry that speaks to his evolution as an artist. With standouts tracks that include "Couple of Coats" and the closing number "Going Home," Thot Breaker packs enough that it should whet the appetite of the drill pioneer's loyalists.
After giving Chief Keef's latest effort time to settle in, here are 20 lyrics from Thot Breaker that stand out from the rest. Find out where your favorites stack up.
"If I got you baby girl, it's for the night/You should want to go and live your life/You know that my bitches come in eighths/I am not trying to read you your rights/You crying, baby what is going on?/You feeling like Chief Turbo did you wrong/You thought that you had Turbo in your palm/You got trust issues, girl you are not alone"
"I'll hold you slowly/Treat you like a trophy/Get so much of you I OD/Can you pass me up like slowly/I'll wear you out like my Louie/Squeeze on you like my toolie/Stir you up like a smoothie/Clean you up like my jewelry"
"But if I get all in your back/Snap for me like a poet/Baby I'm a young Randy Moss/I can catch it long as you throw it/I just picked you up some Roses in the lotus/I just picked up spice full of potions/Just picked up a new scent from Barneys, baby/You know that I smell like I'm ballin'"
"You trying to smoke what I smoke, you take a hit and die/I love this shit so much I might just take a hit then cry/I'll be done with this blunt in four, take your bitch in five/Truck on 26s, make me skip to nine/My motherfuckin' riches, make me skip the line/I swear that the dope the only thing that get me high"
"I got pints on pints, blunts on blunts/I got swag on swag, stunts on stunts/Troopers pulled us over, we smelled like blunts/I was full off dope, that's my lunch"
"When I see you, I smile, my brothers like, 'What's that?'/And I'm like, 'When she leaves my mind she comes right back'/And they're like, 'Ooh baby, you're tripping in that stack'/’Cause I'm smiling and they know that we didn't have sex"
"What do you eat? What's your favorite color?/Do you like D. Rose or do you like Butler?/So you don't smoke? Okay, that's fine/I'ma need 20 minutes of your time, ’cause you're a dime"
"Rolled up on your girl, riding in that skrt/Hop out with that swag, pay the bills like for a fur/Boy don't make me swerve, you smokin' on some dirt/She told me that she loved me, and then I closed the curtains"
"Butterflies up in her gut from my wrist, damn shame/Got Hillary up in my Bentley, I'm the campaign/Hit the club, it's crackin', she hop on the wagon/She sees I'm swaggin', but I'm not matching/Run up on me, who's lackin'?/What's up? What's brackin'?/I was a True Religion fiend 'til I started getting racks in"
"I'm up in Fendi, they offer champagne/But I'm sipping lean, and I do not drink/I'm off of the drugs, and he want some puff/And she wants a hug, and I want the love/I knew we would fuck when she got in my tub/Glory Boyz Musical, young Zac Efron"
"These bitches love Otto, their mouths be wide open/Been gettin' it since snot nose, I was open and then I closed/These bitches love Chief Lo, but I'm not so sweet though/And she is a freak though, I put her to sleep though/These hoes love Almighty, like Disney loved Miley/Her boyfriend is spying, she's like, 'You have to hide me'"
"I was gonna approach you like this/'Baby, do you like lasagna?'/I like California, I can ball, no pneumonia/Swish, baby can you grant my wish?/If I pick you up at like six?/I'ma leave my phone in the car/Just don't touch my shit/I was gonna approach you like this/'Can you be my bitch?'/But I'm a player, I'm on, no light switch"
"You like how I stroke like, ooh-wee baby/Big ass guns and she's like, 'Ooh, he's crazy'/My Rapunzel, she's like, 'Ooh-wee, take me'/She gon' let me bone bone bone bone/Her hair so long, we fuck all night long/I can call her on her home phone/I'm outer space, she told me phone home"
"I ride a Lamb like a Kawasaki/I take a shot, who is there to block me?/I'm smoking dope, and you can never stop me/I give her D, and she can never rock me/Spanish mami, and she call me Papi/She said she like it when I pull up in a Rari/She say out loud, 'I know I'm full of shit, I'm sorry'/I'm out here fucking every bitch in every party"
"And what I'm sippin' on a milkshake/I'm sharper than a switchblade/All hundreds on me, but I'm on a rampage/My ice kicking ass, no MMA/Yeah, I'm sippin' hardt/I just poured a 12, you be pouring fours/You be sipping yellow, you be sipping green/That shit deadly, you need to stick to weed"
"Let me tell you about the blunt I'm smoking on/This shit hit so strong, I can't leave it alone/Let me tell you about your bitch I'm fucking on/She suck me like it's right, when she in her wrong/Let me tell you about this car that I'm gon' bend/When I let the top down, bitch I'm in the wind"
"I'm busy on the road, how'd I found time to write this song?/Baby, you's delirious, baby, you a big time/I know I'm a dog, but I done fucked your sister/You can be a teacher, I can be your listener/I can be the boat, and you can be the fisher"
"I was busy slidin' in the 9-18/Baby mama text me at 5:18/Bad bitch text me at 6:16/'Bout 7 a.m. she was neckin' me/Why she send these kissy face emojis to my phone?/She diggin' hard on a nigga 'cause I'm goin' strong"
"She gon' slop on my knob like a corn on the cob/But we can't go out in public, there's paparazzi to dodge/As I'm droppin' the top, told her shoot for the stars/I know she gon' love me because every woman does/As I slide in that water she get wet like a slide/No I cannot stop her, she gon' go like a ride/Keep that thing clean, it be smellin' like some Tide/But no I cannot wife her so it's lookin' like divide"
"You would think it's homocide how I hit her with the steel/All this energy it took, I should hit her with a bill/She really want it all so I hit her with a lil'/Yeah she say she want some more, say that's all I got to give/No relationship, a friend zone is all I got to build/When it come to catchin' bodies, girl I got a lot of kills"