MAKE OUT WITH MY CHOPPA Lyrics by Che
Pop a hundred ***’ bottles for a hundred ***’ thots
I roll with a hundred ***’ monsters with some fully loaded chops
He not chasin’ for his ho, I don’t know all my opps
It’s a hundred thousand ***, wanna drink up from my ***
***, I’m with my chop’ (Slatt), make out with this chop’
Got a hundred pair Louis V, I don’t *** Gucci socks
***, I’m bustin’, need VV’s on me, they say I go too raw (Boop-boop-boop)
Yeah, I got beans on me, got lean on me, these .223’s I rock (Woo)
When she suck my ***, she call me, “Daddy,” that’s yo’ mom (Blatt, blatt, what?)
Boy, I pick ten [?], I can’t get no more trauma (Woo)
*** tryna kick my feet up, I been countin’ up all summer (Blatt)
I just hit lil’ Ren, I said, “You *** on DJ Drama” (Ah)
And my *** on this house, so I *** that ho on timin’ (Slatt, boop-boop-boop)
And that ho wan’ *** because I’m pretty, like my mama (Slatt)
F&N, we hawkin’ ***, you hear that, that’s that thunder
This a big ass click, KRISS Vec’, this that eternal slumber (Turn the bass up)
Make out with my chop’ (Slatt), make out with this chop’ (Blatt)
Make out with my chop’ (Slatt), make out with this chop’ (Blatt, turn up)
Make out with my chop’ (Slatt), make out with this chop’ (Blatt)
Make out with my chop’ (Slatt), make out with—
Pop a hundred ***’ bottles for a hundred ***’ thots
Pop a hundred ***’ bottles for a hundred ***’ thots
Pop a hundred ***’ bottles for a hundred ***’ thots
Pop a hundred ***’ bottles for a hundred ***’ thots
Make out with my chop’ (Slatt), make out with this chop’ (Blatt)
Got a hundred pair Louis V, I don’t *** Gucci socks
***, I’m bustin’, need VV’s on me, they say I go too raw (Boop-boop-boop)
Yeah, I got beans on me, got lean on me, these .223’s I rock (Woo)
(Th-this what y’all wanted right?)