100 Degrees
I just fucked this bitch in some new designer jeans
When you go on licks, you can't forget
To rock the ski
Need for speed, lil' B he just fucked around and wrecked the jeep
Got my mama mad at me, I'm buyin' hundred
dollar tees
Feel like Gucci in 2013, bitch, I'm off the
Leash
Smack shit down like WWE, no nigga raw as me
Pull out dog shit, watch all the hoes come swarmin' like some fleas
Real nigga big flame, keep shit a hundred degrees
I got Supreme on my garments, and my denims foreign
Got a bad bitch and she foreign, and she let me record it
I love her performance, look back at it, she look gorgeous
Let her play with my joystick, she text me she enjoyed it
Your bitch love me, I just spent some money and put dick on her
She don't fuck with you, cause you just spend your time tryna put your fist on her
I might ice a diamond bracelet, you gon' think my wrist broken
I make all the old heads nervous, they see 30 clip poking
And bitch I rep the Murdaham
I get high like Aunty Bam
Dj Turn that shit up, you know this my fuckin' jam
We can have a crash collision, head to head like fuckin' rams
Who the fuck you talking to, do you know who the fuck I am?
Bitch I'm Chop Wop
And my drip on aqua
Kick in' shit up off the hinges, even popped the top lock
Catch a nigga while he on the clock we tryna opp shop
And let this fully hit his drip and turn his shirt to crop top
Haha
We gone get the last laugh
Do a nigga dirty as fuck I need to take a damn bath
And boy I'm thrown 40 cals I ain't throwing no damn jabs
They see Chop Wop bout to blow but I ain't no kin to Arabs
Pull out a money spread and just watch her spread her legs
This bitch sucked me up so good, I might just confiscate her head
I don't do the cheap shit I only rock expensive threads
This bitch be on street shit, she riding round serving eggs
I just fucked this bitch in some new designer jeans When you go on licks, you can't forget
To rock the ski
Need for speed, lil' B, he just fucked around and wrecked the jeep
Got my mama mad at me, I'm buyin' hundred dollar tees
Feel like Gucci in 2013, bitch I'm off the leash
Smack shit down like WWE, no nigga raw as me
Pull out dog shit, watch all the hoes come swarmin' like some fleas
Real nigga big flame, keep shit a hundred degrees
When you go on licks, you can't forget
To rock the ski
Need for speed, lil' B he just fucked around and wrecked the jeep
Got my mama mad at me, I'm buyin' hundred
dollar tees
Feel like Gucci in 2013, bitch, I'm off the
Leash
Smack shit down like WWE, no nigga raw as me
Pull out dog shit, watch all the hoes come swarmin' like some fleas
Real nigga big flame, keep shit a hundred degrees
I got Supreme on my garments, and my denims foreign
Got a bad bitch and she foreign, and she let me record it
I love her performance, look back at it, she look gorgeous
Let her play with my joystick, she text me she enjoyed it
Your bitch love me, I just spent some money and put dick on her
She don't fuck with you, cause you just spend your time tryna put your fist on her
I might ice a diamond bracelet, you gon' think my wrist broken
I make all the old heads nervous, they see 30 clip poking
And bitch I rep the Murdaham
I get high like Aunty Bam
Dj Turn that shit up, you know this my fuckin' jam
We can have a crash collision, head to head like fuckin' rams
Who the fuck you talking to, do you know who the fuck I am?
Bitch I'm Chop Wop
And my drip on aqua
Kick in' shit up off the hinges, even popped the top lock
Catch a nigga while he on the clock we tryna opp shop
And let this fully hit his drip and turn his shirt to crop top
Haha
We gone get the last laugh
Do a nigga dirty as fuck I need to take a damn bath
And boy I'm thrown 40 cals I ain't throwing no damn jabs
They see Chop Wop bout to blow but I ain't no kin to Arabs
Pull out a money spread and just watch her spread her legs
This bitch sucked me up so good, I might just confiscate her head
I don't do the cheap shit I only rock expensive threads
This bitch be on street shit, she riding round serving eggs
I just fucked this bitch in some new designer jeans When you go on licks, you can't forget
To rock the ski
Need for speed, lil' B, he just fucked around and wrecked the jeep
Got my mama mad at me, I'm buyin' hundred dollar tees
Feel like Gucci in 2013, bitch I'm off the leash
Smack shit down like WWE, no nigga raw as me
Pull out dog shit, watch all the hoes come swarmin' like some fleas
Real nigga big flame, keep shit a hundred degrees
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