Chip Tha Ripper - S.L.A.B. lyrics

[Intro:] Prettyboy Floyd Got my n***a Chip tha Rip in the Office I ain't got nothing else to say Let's get it poppin' This is exclusive right here Street Starz radio [Chip Tha Ripper:] Yeah Chip tha Ripper S.L.A.B You already know who it is Yeah uh now baby I'm the ripper Your baby daddy's worst nightmare Catch me by the Clair I'll be right there n***as copy everything we say Louie frames, eyes lower than my G.P.A Riding and swerving Kush I'm blown Doors wide my trunk bump like Eddy Road I don't cake hoes, I never tip the stripper I'm rich b**h but you can call me Cheap the Ripper Shell toes, yes. P.R.P.S There's a man riding a horse on top of my chest Polo fresh, I am ze man I be slam dunking Tanqueray shots with LeBron I told n***as keep it Carmelo, okay Rolled past Dave told him hello and hey Me and Cash in something holy on 23's ho Back window says "Mama Mel Bicho" Skateboarders grind, I grind too That's why you can catch me in D.C. shoes I quit the team but believe I'm ballin' Want a verse? Put up a stack or quit callin' 30's on my Chevrolet call me super duper Garage like roots I got more whips than Kunta Riviera sitting on the Bulls' best hoopa Y'all still riding 20's? Y'all some oompa loompas Doors swang on n***as that got bad behavior My four 15's woke up the neighbors Interior crocodile alligator I drive a Chevrolet movie theater