(Hook)
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
You come and flip flop, in the red Lada
(Verse)
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
Any n***a try to jack my ride getting my guap
40 cab Glock co*ked, riding through the parking lot
Looking for a b**h, then I try to find a hotspot
Make that p**y pop pop, yea this my new sh**
Shout to the real n***as and free Lil Boosie
Had to pull them whips out, made me pull them clips out
20 calls deep and we got all them haters pissed off
Old schools, new schools, you know what Chris ball
Ballin on these broke a** n***as like I was Chris Paul
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Snow White seats, wipe em off when you seat down
Ridin with the top off, Janet Jackson style
(Hook x2)
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
You come and flip flop, in the red Lada
(Verse)
Man they say the block hot
I’m in my drop top swerving on you b**h a** n***as bumpin that 2 Pac
Candy paint and flip flop, I got the juice now
All the ghetto kids outside, they playin hopscotch
Hoes lookin like he back, I never left though
This one for my n***as in the kitchen like a chef roll
This one for the chick who sell food stamps and booze, clothes
For the daddy who put his Chevy on them deuce 4’s
Took my chick to the chop shop and got the brains blowed
Rims look stupid, don’t they, the painty look mango
Fresh off of the lot, I’m bout to give em what they came for
I just got this brain so won’t you stay in yo lane ho
(Hook x2)
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
You come and flip flop, in the red Lada
(Hook x2)
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
Took it to the chop shop, got the damn top dropped
You come and flip flop, in the red Lada