Текст песни Choppa f Jahbo - Straight From the N.O.
Choppa f Jahbo - Straight From the N.O. слова песни
(*talking*)What`s up, ah ha, come onChoppa Style. Jahbo, Playa Will On the track come on[Choppa]Ooh girl you looking good, give lil Choppa a hollaCause I could take you out that Baby Phat, and put you in PradaChoppa Style came from nothing, to having some changeNow everybody`s in my face, wanting to look at me strangeNow I ain`t even got a Range yet, but that`s alright babyCause I ain`t got my change yet, and I ain`t niceAnd I ain`t right, and I ain`t flipping chicks But I ain`t really nothing nice, when I`m spitting hitsYou feel this shit, then won`t you bob your head back and forwardAnd if you like the way it sound, go to the store and sco` itYou see me, I`m low key, cause I got thisAnd Choppa style dropping nothing but some hot hits, some hot hitsI can`t wait, till I`m living lavage, call me ChoppaTim Smooth, cause I gotta have itAnd this not for a career, its all for funAnd I`m not from St. Louis, but I`m number one, I`m number one[Chorus: Jahbo - 2X]Girl you looking good, come and ride with meHop in my 6 you looking nice, in them Prada jeansSo won`t you drop it, bend it over, touch your toes for meBend it, make that booty wiggle wobble out for me[Choppa]I got your head board banging, ooh la-la-laWhen I ask you who you loving, you say Chop-Chop-ChopI`m making it hot, coming through and breaking your twatDon`t you worry bout twenty minutes, cause I ain`t gonna stopYou say you wanna get served wobble, so I`m gon find youYou say you wanna hot boy, with a condoHow you like it, from the back or your legs in the airYou could ride it, you could dodge it girl, I just don`t careCause I`ma serve it like I beat it, like I chop it like a dogI`ma make you touch your toes, sit you down and break you offTo you fat girls, I don`t discriminate on y`allIf you can break me with your wiggle, I`ll do you like a dog I want a slim, fine woman, so I could break her cousinCause Choppa`s like Popeye`s chicken, you gotta love himThe next time you think, that you won`t get served properI got your head board banging, p.s. just love Choppa[Chorus - 2X][Choppa]I want a slim, fine woman, who as cute as the (what)Never ever labeled a duck, but always quick to buckA attitude sometimes, but not a project childBut if needed to bend some piece, she acting project styleAnd she walk like a model, when she up in them streetsPrada pants, Prada purse, Prada shoes on her feetShe don`t hang with messy chickens, cause she say that they sadThey already know the difference, its lust they got it badShe don`t listen to, what you say bout me and them broadsShe never listen from the jump, though her head is hardIf she tell me she gon leave me, so my heart ain`t gon stopI get a playa bring a mill, and my woman I`ll watchAnd oh, tell your baby daddy, he ain`t got nothing on meGoing rounds and he gon shoot me, tell him up it and seeOh, you wonder how she really got that mark on her chestAsk your girl, she`ll probably tell you, but that ain`t nothing but mess[Chorus - 4X]