Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whole Lotta Choppas , by - Sada Baby. Release date: 15.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Whole Lotta Choppas |
| Ooh, lil' bitch wanna ride it |
| Told the bitch don’t get out her body |
| Hm, get right beside me |
| I’ma get in that thing, get you 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 winest |
| Ooh, that’s the shit that I like |
| You a church girl, but you like Christ |
| Hm, you ain’t ever had pipe |
| Least not this kind, I’ma fuck you all night |
| Off a perc, hm, off perc pack |
| Yeah, leave your bitch with a hurt back |
| Where the work? |
| Hm, where the work at? |
| My young niggas weighing up to serve that |
| They wanna see me do my dance |
| In these ties and got lil' pants |
| Don’t disrespect me and my mans |
| Bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass |
| Scram, we just put them diamonds on your head |
| Snitchin' ass nigga gave his momma 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 on they ass |
| I be in the bank rollin' cookies on they ass |
| I be in the weed got me |
| 'Cause I just can’t be jealous of weed, I never stress |
| I can see the booty from the bottom, that thing can double dutch |
| And if a white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker |
| Heard you used to chew on that thing, Hannibal Lecter |
| I been poppin' all the pills like Heath Ledger |
| These drugs got me chokin', my nigga, I’m just tellin' |
| Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' |
| They wanna see me do my dance |
| In these brand new VV chains |
| Don’t disrespect me and my gang |
| Bang, T-shirt full of blood stains |
| Already had dirt on your name |
| Now your best friend got a T-shirt of your name, dig that |
| He 'bout to swerve in your lane |
| AK hit a nigga in the stomach, knock off a six pack |
| Glock click, clack |
| You know that’s end of riff-raff, that’s the end of the bullshit |
| You know I got a full clip |
| Hm, I’m gonna use |
| On my way past your bitch, I had to say, «Excuse me» |
| Hm, I thought she was a groupie |
| Come to find out, bitch pulled up ridin' with a goofy |
| Huh, and that was you |
| Huh, you wasn’t on that couch with me and |
| I had bitches in the shakin' booty |
| Had 'em in the parking lot showin' coochie |
| Had 'em in the bathroom actin' unruly (Ooh) |
| Lil' bitch wanna ride it |
| Told the bitch don’t get out her body |
| Hm, get right beside me |
| I’ma get in that thing, get you 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 winest |
| They wanna see me do my dance |
| In these ties and got lil' pants |
| Don’t disrespect me and my mans |
| Bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass (Ooh) |