Whole Lotta Choppas

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The Coal Cash Collection
 I'm bool
 Bang, bang, bang (ayy, yo, Cash, I think we got one)
 Ooh, lil' bitch wanna ride it
 Told the bitch don't get out her body
 Hm, get right beside me
 I'ma get in that thing, get you slidin'
 This bitch makin' me feel erotic
 Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
 I don't give a fuck 'bout her mileage
 And her grandmom related to the Winans
 Ooh, that's the shit that I like
 You a church girl, but you like Christ
 Hm, you ain't ever had pipe
 'Least not this kind, I'ma fuck you all night
 Off a Perc', hm, off a Perc' pack
 Yeah, leave your bitch with a hurt back
 Where the work? Hm, where the work at?
 My young niggas weighing up to serve that
 They wanna see me do my dance
 In these thousand dollar pants
 Don't disrespect me and my mans
 Bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass
 Scram, we just put them diamonds on your head
 Snitchin' ass nigga gave his momma to the feds
 Little brother, big brother sada got the dreads
 DZ, DT, Sada keep the bands
 Lil' bitch can't keep her pussy out my hands
 Got a real Hood Rat Suki on my hands
 I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they ass
 I be in the bank rollin' cookies on they ass
 I be in the nerves, G weed gave me is bustin'
 'Cause Sada can't be jealous off weed, I'm never stressin'
 I can see the booty from the bottom, that thing come double decker
 And if a white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker
 Heard you used to chew on that thing, Hannibal Lecter
 Have you poppin' all of the pills like Heath Ledger
 These drugs got me chokin', my nigga, I'm just tellin'
 Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you
 They wanna see me do my dance
 In these brand new VV chains
 Don't disrespect me and my gang
 Bang, T-shirt full of blood stains
 Mmm, already had dirt on your name
 Now your best friend got a T-shirt of your name, dig that
 Big body swerve in your lane
 AK hit a nigga in the stomach, knock off your six pack
 Like cinema, just hear the click-clack
 You know that's end of riff-raff, that's the end of the bullshit
 You know I got a full clip
 Hmm, walk out and use it
 On my way past your bitch, I had to say, "Excuse me"
 Hmm, I thought she was a groupie
 Come to find out, bitch pulled up ridin' with a goofy
 Huh, and that was you
 Huh, you wasn't on that couch, me and Uie
 Had bitches in the wop shakin' booty
 Had 'em in the parking lot showin' coochie
 Had 'em in the bathroom actin' unruly, huh
 Lil' bitch wanna ride it
 Told the bitch don't get out her body
 Hm, get right beside me
 I'ma get in that thing, get you slidin'
 This bitch makin' me feel erotic
 Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
 I don't give a fuck 'bout her mileage
 And her grandmom related to the Winans
 They wanna see me do my dance
 In these thousand dollar pants
 Don't disrespect me and my mans
 Bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass, huh
 

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Duration
02:33
Key
1
Tempo
128 BPM

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