Whole Lotta Choppas (Remix) [feat. Nicki Minaj]

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Uh (The Coal Cash Collection)
 It's the Queen Sleaze
 Nine months motherfuckin' pregnant, like, what?
 I'm bool
 Sada, what up? (Bang, bang, bang) Detroit
 Ooh, lil' nigga wanna try it
 I told him "Black lives matter," I'ma riot
 Ooh, ass fat, I had to buy it
 Ain't a nigga alive that's gon' deny it
 This nigga makin' me feel erotic (erotic)
 Uh, he a freak like Giannis (Giannis)
 To be honest, I hope one day we do a play-date with Adonis
 Ooh, I'm 'bout my cake, get your bakin' on
 You don't want that real smoke, get your vapin' on
 Egg-whites, turkey-bacon on
 Ain't in a restaurant, but I'm the bitch they been waitin' on
 (Tag) Gotta pop tags
 Bitches stuntin' in them hand-me-down bags, it's sad
 Burberry plaid, you in that drip that I already had
 They wanna see you do your dance
 Do that thing poke out them pants?
 If it don't, then I got plans
 Bam, just got a summertime tan
 Scram, we're just puttin' dollars on your head
 Niggas violatin' the gang gon' end up dead
 Lady in the street but a freak hoe in the bed
 Chopper on him, that's my shooter in the red
 Lil' nigga can't keep my pussy out his hands
 Fuck a last minute, gotta book me in advance
 Been a bad girl, and I'm tryna get spanked
 Pretty little body, but my face look stank
 I be in a truck that cost your whole house
 Bitches imitate me but don't come close
 If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast
 Bitches ain't sayin' nothin', but doin' the utmost
 Heard he wanna chew on my edible panties
 Even when I tell him "See you tomorrow," he can't leave
 Got the Off-White sneakers, rockin' a tan weave
 When I come out, grab Simba, it's a stampede
 Ooh, lil' bitch wan' ride it
 Told the bitch don't get out her body
 Hmm, get right beside me
 I'ma get in that thang, get to slidin'
 This bitch makin' me feel erotic
 Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
 I don't give a fuck 'bout her milage
 Ain't her grandmom related to the Winans?
 Ooh, that's the shit that I like
 You a church girl, beat you like Christ
 Hmm, you ain't never had pipe
 'Least not this kind, I'ma fuck you all night
 Off a Perc', hmm, off a Perc', bae
 Yeah, leave a bitch with the hurt back
 Go to work, hmm, where the work at?
 My young niggas wakin' 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 choppers on your ass
 Scram, we just put them dollars on your head
 Snitchin'-ass nigga gave his mama 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 hoodrat Suki on my hands
 I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they ass
 I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they ass
 I be in they 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 thang a double decker
 Let my white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker
 Heard you used to chew on that thang, Hannibal Lecter
 Have you poppin' all of them pills like Heath Ledger
 These drugs ain't a joke, my nigga, I'm just tellin' you
 Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you
 They wanna see me do my dance
 In these thousand-dollar pants
 Don't disrespect me and my mans
 Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass, ooh
 

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Duration
02:53
Key
10
Tempo
128 BPM

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