Choppa Fo Anybody
(My Choppa Fo Anybody blow on that bih like a missile)
(Blow on that bih' like a missile, yeah)
My Choppa Fo' Anybody blow on that bih' like a missile
Since that bitch wanna call me "daddy" I told her to call me "mister"
She been sucking on my dick and now she wanting me to kiss her
Let her leave if she wanna leave, told that bitch won't ever miss her
Aim my Choppa' at vour partner, he ain't making it home
Told that bitch that I ain't come to stay, we get it and we gone
I swear I'm gonna bust your fuckin' dome, it won't be long
I swear that I'm Big Boss, told that bitch to get grown
I say get grown before we bust up on your dome
And we leave you in your home you ain't picking up your phone
We done got your lil ass gone, get up the back, get it gone
Reeling it in, it won't be long
Tired of singing pain songs
Tryna get your brain gone
Tryna get your head blown
I'm white so I ain't no Don Dada but I'll still bust your cap
If I catch you slipping I'm gone take your lil ass off the map
I feel like some doo doo, yeah bitch I'm the crap
Bust up on your dome
You won't make it home
Bust up on your cap
If you think you can rap
Got this shit up in my arm and i got it in my lap
If you pull up on me on some slick shit we gon' bust yo' cap, bitch
This is real trill rap, uh
This shit not no cap I sav dj run that back
I say dj run that strap
I say Bj load that strap
I say B-Day cock that strap
You is not not rat, you's a mouse
I'm gonna bust yo' dome while you sitting in you house
Ima' pull up on vo' ass and let off 50 shots, uh
We fight like some dogs, posted up, Jiffy Parking Lot
Uh, yeah, this that real trill shit, yeah
Uh, yeah, this that real trill hit, yeah
Uh-Uh, I'm finna make a hit, yeah
Uh-Uh, We finna bust yo' shit, uh
Finna split yo' shit
Got this glock up on my hip
Got that kool-aid, take a sip What's that red up on yo' lip?
That's my laser, like a taser
When we kill yo' man's have you traumatized like a gazer
(Blow on that bih' like a missile, yeah)
My Choppa Fo' Anybody blow on that bih' like a missile
Since that bitch wanna call me "daddy" I told her to call me "mister"
She been sucking on my dick and now she wanting me to kiss her
Let her leave if she wanna leave, told that bitch won't ever miss her
Aim my Choppa' at vour partner, he ain't making it home
Told that bitch that I ain't come to stay, we get it and we gone
I swear I'm gonna bust your fuckin' dome, it won't be long
I swear that I'm Big Boss, told that bitch to get grown
I say get grown before we bust up on your dome
And we leave you in your home you ain't picking up your phone
We done got your lil ass gone, get up the back, get it gone
Reeling it in, it won't be long
Tired of singing pain songs
Tryna get your brain gone
Tryna get your head blown
I'm white so I ain't no Don Dada but I'll still bust your cap
If I catch you slipping I'm gone take your lil ass off the map
I feel like some doo doo, yeah bitch I'm the crap
Bust up on your dome
You won't make it home
Bust up on your cap
If you think you can rap
Got this shit up in my arm and i got it in my lap
If you pull up on me on some slick shit we gon' bust yo' cap, bitch
This is real trill rap, uh
This shit not no cap I sav dj run that back
I say dj run that strap
I say Bj load that strap
I say B-Day cock that strap
You is not not rat, you's a mouse
I'm gonna bust yo' dome while you sitting in you house
Ima' pull up on vo' ass and let off 50 shots, uh
We fight like some dogs, posted up, Jiffy Parking Lot
Uh, yeah, this that real trill shit, yeah
Uh, yeah, this that real trill hit, yeah
Uh-Uh, I'm finna make a hit, yeah
Uh-Uh, We finna bust yo' shit, uh
Finna split yo' shit
Got this glock up on my hip
Got that kool-aid, take a sip What's that red up on yo' lip?
That's my laser, like a taser
When we kill yo' man's have you traumatized like a gazer
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Writer(s): Patrick Ross Ii
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