Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Choppas on Deck, artist - A$AP Ferg. Album song Toast To The Gods, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.11.2014
Record label: New Style Entertainment
Song language: English
Choppas on Deck |
Medusa faces turn me into stone |
Versace killers and Raf murdering Dior Hommes |
My skinny niggas fuckin' bring the chrome |
The only thing I’m killin' is a microphone |
Now let my little niggas take you home |
One straight to that dome |
Betta ring the alarm, Fergy’s home |
Ever taste the chrome? |
Way far from a silver spoon |
Sing your lullabies, watch your mother and your brother cry |
Fuck your sister brains, causin' mental homicide |
Motherfuck' your life, fuck your family nigga, fuck your wife |
I be down for life (A$AAAP), my brothers for life |
Big money, talk to me knots |
Talk to me nice or don’t talk to me at all |
Grippin' that Mack now he grippin' the floor |
Ratatatat—let it split through your jaw |
Laid on your back, whisperin' Lord, bet he couldn’t see his death |
Berettas under the leather he couldn’t see this Tec |
Teflon vest for those who test |
A bunch of niggas gettin' throwed call me Jazzy Jeff |
I got these choppas on deck |
And the 9 is on deck |
And the llamas on deck |
Just in case you ain’t heard what I say |
I got these choppas on deck |
And the 9 is on deck |
And the llamas on deck |
Just in case you ain’t heard what I say |
I got these choppas on deck |
And the 9 is on deck |
And the llamas on deck |
Just in case you ain’t heard what I say |
I got these choppas on deck |
And the 9 is on deck |
And the llamas on deck |
Just in case you ain’t heard what I say |
I’m drowning these niggas, no coroner with me |
Invite 'em in water like formula 50 |
I’m pipin' your daughter, muhfucker come get me |
One clip to that brain, gone in a jiffy |
I’m poppin' your dame, cum on the titties |
Beef lo mein, all in her shrimpy |
Oodles and noodles, hangin' out his fitted |
Somebody done died, who knows who done did it? |
Somebody gon' ride, bang em with the Smith and |
Nines men in black, I will Will Smith him |
Semi-automat', brattttt it would lift him |
Preacher gon' sang, momma gon' listen |
He was on that bullshit, Jordan or Pippen |
So I had to pull shit, feeling so tempted |
Rocks on his socks, Shawshank Redemption |
Somebody gon' die, who knows who done did it? |
I got these choppas on deck |
And the 9 is on deck |
And the llamas on deck |
Just in case you ain’t heard what I say |
I got these choppas on deck |
And the 9 is on deck |
And the llamas on deck |
Just in case you ain’t heard what I say |
I got these choppas on deck |
And the 9 is on deck |
And the llamas on deck |
Just in case you ain’t heard what I say |
I got these choppas on deck |
And the 9 is on deck |
And the llamas on deck |
Just in case you ain’t heard what I say |