| Crazy girls love me, it’s crazy, I love 'em too
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| She wanna choose me? |
| Well, she know what she gotta do
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| Throw me a few dollars, put a spot in your name
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| Before I let her suck me off, she went an bought me a chain
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| I’m from the Bay Area, you know I play with her mental
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| I duck a phone call when she back on her menstrual
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| But she thick, and got my name tatted on her tits
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| I make baby put to bed and she just took a piss
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| Bitch, yeah I’m dope like a coke block
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| Rollin' good smoke, post it up where the hoes watch
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| Yeah, they keep my name in their mouth
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| 'Cause I pull up late night and I play wit' they mouth
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| Bet she gon' choose up, choose up
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| Choose up, choose up on me
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| Chose up like she knew better
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| Said she wanna do better
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| Bet she gon' choose up, choose up
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| Choose up, choose up on me
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| Chose up like she knew better
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| Said she wanna do better
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| That player Berner, he’s with guy who is a former permer
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| Green curlers, tan khakis, baby, Ike Turner
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| Pimp party actin' real naughty, hittin' bodied
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| The Svengali on the city trolley
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| The freeway series got the bitch leery
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| Then they tell her it’s Quik and bein' I’m the chick’s cherry, yeah
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| I wanna split it down the middle, lick it down a little
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| I wanna make it hurt a little, make it squirt a little
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| Now we backstage, front page
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| Up days, smoke haze, broke days, no way
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| Your feelins they be so brittle, my game’ll be so fertile
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| And you can’t find my heart just like you can’t find Lisa Turtle, milk carton
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| Still startin' somethin', water in my cell garden
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| I still got to thump and swerve it like a real robin
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| I keep her pussy throbbin'
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| I came busy like paisan, who your eyes on?
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| Bet she gon' choose up, choose up
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| Choose up, choose up on me
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| Chose up like she knew better
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| Said she wanna do better
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| Bet she gon' choose up, choose up
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| Choose up, choose up on me
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| Chose up like she knew better
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| Said she wanna do better
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| Yeah, somethin' 'bout my city made me hungry as hell
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| I never had a bag I didn’t sell, they want me in jail
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| I’m too fresh for 'em, you see the fit on me?
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| She wanna crawl in my bed and let it drip on me
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| She smoke with me too, break the Henney out
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| I got her all out the windows with her titties out
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| If she don’t give me no action, I should cut my wrists
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| I got a call from the big homie, DJ Quik
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| He said she’s backstage, too drunk
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| Halfway dressed, lookin' she fresh off a backpage
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| My life is a movie with a red cam
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| All the drugs got me feelin' like a dead man
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| I’m on the freeway with a big ass bag
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| Doin' one-fifty in my brand new Jag
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| Yeah, I love California and the way I could leave
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| All the women and the weed and this money for me
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| Bet she gon' choose up, choose up
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| Choose up, choose up on me
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| Chose up like she knew better
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| Said she wanna do better
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| Bet she gon' choose up, choose up
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| Choose up, choose up on me
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| Chose up like she knew better
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| Said she wanna do better |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Choose Up , by - Berner. Song from the album RICO, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп