Testo Whole Lotta Choppas (Remix)

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The Coal Cash Collection
It's the Queen Sleaze
Nine months motherfuckin' pregnant, like what
(I'm bool)
Sada, what up? (Bang, bang, bang)
Detroit
Ooh, lil' nigga wanna try it
I told him "Black lives matter" I'ma riot, ooh
Ass fat I had to buy it, ain't a nigga alive that's gon' deny it
This nigga makin' me feel erotic (Erotic)
Uh, he a freak like Giannis (Giannis)
To be honest, I hope one day we do a play-date with Adonis
I brought my cake, get your bakin' out
You don't want that real smoke, get your bakin' on
Egg-whites, turkey-bacon on
Ain't in a restaurant, but I'm the bitch they been waitin' on
Gotta pop tags, bitches stuntin' in them hand-me-down bags
It's sad, Burberry plaid, you in that drip I already had

They wanna see you do your dance
Do that thang, poke out them pants If it don't then I got plans
Bang, you just got a summertime tan

Scram, we just puttin' dollars on your head
Niggas violatin', the gang gon' end up dead
Lady in the street but a freak ho in the bed
Trapper on em, that's my shooter in the red
Lil' nigga can't keep my pussy out his hands
Fucked her last minute, gotta book me in advance
Been a bad girl, and I'm tryna get spanked
Pretty little body, but my face look stank
I be in the truck that cost your whole house
Bitches imitate me but don't come close
If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast
Bitches ain't sayin' nothin', but doin' the up-most
Heard he wanna chew on my edible panties
Even when I tell him "See you tomorrow" he can leave
Like the Off-White sneakers, rockin' a tan weave
When I come out, grab Simba, it's a stampede

Lil' bitch wan' ride it
Told the bitch don't get out her body
Hmm, get right beside me
I'ma get in that thang, get to slidin'
This bitch makin' me feel erotic
Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
I don't give a fuck 'bout her milage
And her grandmom related to the Winans
Ooh, that's the shit that I like
You a church girl, bitch, you like Christ
Hmm, you ain't never had pipe
Least not this kind, I'ma fuck you all night
Off a Perc', hmm, off a thirty pack
Yeah, leave a bitch with the hurt back
Where the work? Hmm, where the work at?
My young niggas wakin' up to serve that

They wanna see me do my dance
In these thousand-dollar pants
Don't disrespect me and my mans
Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass

Scram, we just put them dollars on your head
Snitchin'-ass nigga gave his mama to the feds
Little brother, big brother, Sada got the dreads
DZ, DT, Sada keep the bands
Lil' bitch can't keep her pussy out my hands
Got a real Hood Rat Suki on my hands
I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they ass
I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they ass
I be in they nerves, G weed gave me is bustin'
'Cause Sada can't be jealous off weed, I'm never stressin'
I can see the booty from the bottom, that thing come double decker
Let my white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker
Heard you used to chew on that thing, Hannibal Lecter
Have you poppin' all of the pills like Heath Ledger
These drugs ain't a joke, my nigga, I'm just tellin' you
Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you

They wanna see me do my dance
In these thousand-dollar pants
Don't disrespect me and my mans
Bang, whole lotta choppers on your ass