lirik lagu whoppa wit da choppa - vanish mode
(say boy you went too crazy)
[whoppa wit da choppa]
[verse]
d~mn, why we need some more muhammad ali
i can f~ck any b~tch i want ’cause i’m c~cky
hold 3.5 in a ‘wood but this exotic
n~ggas say they looking for me, b~tch you [?]
[?] b~tches can’t tell on me
put me on your close friends, you wanna suck on me
and i know that p~ssy good, my dawg told me
he also told me “never come outside without your heat”
it’s three o’clock when i slide in them dms
they go up, all them n~ggas wanna be him
shoot a opp, n~gga whenever i see him
we sliding early morning boy, it ain’t gotta be pm (d~mn)
is that ass real?
baby let me touch it
f~ck that, let me get behind it
baby lеt me f~ck it
she say “why you still soft”
b~tch you gotta suck it
oh you don’t suck d~ck?
b~tch ain’t no sensе in coming
slow down on them perks, ’cause i kept throwing up
where you from? what you bang? n~gga throw it up
we in a two~door with four hoes tryna go with us
i told them they can stay at the club if they ain’t tryna f~ck
no cap in my rap, i don’t do no lying (at all)
[?]
stop cheating on my b~tch, [?]
boy, these hoes for everybody, ain’t none of these hoes mine
i’m a dog, so i hit that b~tch doggy style
she said put it in her ass, d~mn lil mama wild
spot on evergreen, i’m a f~cking wild child
i lay your mama on the floor like some f~cking towel
[fastmoney goon]
you brought a chop’, then another n~gga [?]
they want beef then i’ma serve a n~gga double whopper
she wanna f~ck me i just told her hold the sucky slopper
record it on my phone, i’m kind of sneaky like i’m paparazzi
i pop pills, but i’m never ever paparazzi
we crash out on the opps but this ain’t [?]
bad b~tch don’t know her name, so i’ma call her [cotton?]
i knew i was gon f~ck her from the first time i caught her smilin’
they be tweakin’ on the ‘net but they ain’t really bout it
they can cheer up for them n~ggas, never caught a body
i might go and k!ll a n~gga, never talk about it
then leave them laying on the floor, put some chalk around it
i’m from the west, where them youngins ride with dracos
i [bully?] him for everything he got, if he ain’t gang, ho
baby let me f~ck, i ain’t got time for the games ho
i ain’t finna kiss you, but i’ll bust on your face tho
if i ain’t k!ll him the first time, i’ma spin again
he got that [?], so f~ck it i’ma k!ll his friends
[?] time to drill again
they smoked martin, now a n~gga tryna smoke twin
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