15 lyrics for "(Chop me up)"
There I go fallin' to me me knees right now Tryna get it back on my feet right now Choppin' up the weight I don't need Maybe I could sell it to a fiend, right now Ay, what'chu mean? An ounce, a quarter, a P I would sell you faith but you niggas don't
PlayMe and my dawgs break laws (Laws) 21 Gang 'til I fall (Fall) Had to put a bitch on pause (Pause) You could get hit in the jaw (Your jaw) The chopper can hit all of y'all (Straight up up) Your brother, your goldfish and dog (All) Most of my niggas just rob
PlayGoing to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
PlayCome on, big dawg, where you wanna meet? (Dawg, where you wanna meet?) This shit, it just fill up up my entity (Yeah) Made me me just feel like my enemy (Yeah) I might just turn into my inner beast (Yeah) Know we tote choppers, we in the streets (Yeah) You
PlayYes I understand I done came a long way From huggin them corners to appearin on TV From choppin up up nicks, like this here feeds me me To makin 'em hits, like this shit's easy But it's not, it's a whole lot of bullshit involved And truthfully, I'd rather be
PlayOh oh oh oh Ooh it's the lights (You're blinded by the) I see your face (I see your face) You wanna touch it (You wanna touch it) Come to my place (Come to my place) And let's discuss it (Let's chop chop it up up) Action! (You need that) Satisfaction! (You need
PlayAli Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! Thank God that a nigga seen another day Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray Get my people out them chains nigga I mean handcuffs, time to man up up Put my hands up up? Fuck you sayin' bruh 'Cause I'm a black man, in a
PlayWe gon' pull up up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave
PlaySomebody come get her, she's dancin' like a stripper Somebody come tip her, she's dancin' like a stripper Somebody come get her, she's feelin' all the liquor Somebody come to the floor, it feels like we've met before Chopped and screwed up up I'm a pothead,
PlayTo use me me for good We ain't leaving this room So girl, leave your boots by the bed Till someone needs medical help Or the magnolias bloom It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop chop wood So cover me me up and know you're enough Cover me me up and
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