j-lamo chxpped (feat. smokey jonez) şarkı sözleri

Yeah, nigga I'm the shit Feeling real cocky (Cocky), just might take (Might take) your bitch (Your bitch, yeah) I ain't tryna Flex (Nope nope nope), hit P-Fit (P-Fit), that's weight (That's weight ooo) Oh my God! (Oh my God) Why I'm so blessed? (So blessed) That's faith (That's faith, yeah) Ryghteous told me (Told me), stay away (Bro bro) from a slur (From a slur, yeah) Hit up 'Niro(Skrt skrt), nigga pull up (Yeah yeah), like SKRT (Skrt Skrt Skrt) Really really from the Mil Should've named this song (Yeah yeah) Fond Du Lac (Fond Du lac) Keep it cool (Keep it cool), I be ducked (I be ducked) posted up (Posted up), in the back (Ooh ooh) Looking like a Mf'n P (Yop), that's like a 16th letter (Ooo) I spit a fire 16 (Yop), gasoline making it better Thank God I ain't get her pregnant, bullshitter straight to the fullest I do the matrix on hoes, I just be dodging the bullets Chxpped! (Chxp-chxp-chxp-chxpped)(Where's my munchies bro?) Ch-chxpped I'm so chxpped (Don't go over there bro) Chxpped (Chxp-chxp-chxp-chxpped) (Blunts like 3 dollars) Chxpped Ch-chxpped I'm so Chxpped! (Mmmmmmmmmm, yeah) Roll up, roll up, roll up! (Yop) Feds riding by, nigga hold up (Yop) Can't f*ck off too focused (Yop) Light weight, still nigga Po' up (Yop) Football deep, get swoll'd up (Ooo) Von with the pack on the way Chxpped and screwed it's slowed up (Slowed up) Hit it once, now my clothes be smelling funky (Ugh) Hit the corner store because I got the munchies (Ugh) Ate em all, now I need another snack Told the clerk, Ima need another wrap Cuz I'm Chxpped (Chxp-chxp-chxp-chxpped) Chxpped Chxpped Chxpped Chxpped (I'm so Chxpped) (Chxp-chxp-chxp-chxpped) Chxpped Ch-chxpped I'm so Chxpped! Chopped bitch I'm way out of the box, Girl you gon' suck it or not Then get the f*ck out my spot, playin that wop Yop, straight off the block, water drippin' put her face by the mop Stop, I put some gold on my watch swangin' and bang like a mosh Scummy nigga but the flow conscious, Tity Boi was my role model These niggas talk but they won't squabble, knock off his lid drink no bottles Nigga we on the DRUGS like All day, man you niggas was lame in them hallways Yeah Im cold with the sack like a bald fade, niggas bout to call me Bron James Hit his hoe off a hook niggas hall of fame Slam her straight off the bound then call game Baby I'm Vo, she want a ring tell her no Go Malcom X with the quotes Smokin' that dope it's a hobby, choppin' like Mr. Miyagi F*ck her like Keisha on Belly, you chaining her up like you Kelly Lemme roll my weed, niggas was on them 4's like NBC I'm off the Zoo 39th you know my street, they shootin' shots all winter like TNT (Chxpped)
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