Chris Calor - Mo' Purrp lyrics

[Produced by Chris Calor] [Hook: Kembe X] I got ten hoes on ten hoes Been throwed off indo The Benzo's a fishbowl, no tints on my windows Gettin' chose by them hoes My sis knows from En Vogue These blunts can't get no bigger I'm doing hoodrat sh** with my n***as x2 [Verse 1: Alex Wiley] 44's I'm tippin', big blunts I'm splittin' These b**hes be bitter, heard me spit, now she strippin' Cause this Village sh** too hittin', and you know we gon' grind In your lovely crib with your lovely b**h, but I hope you don't mind Cause I'm ridin' 'round with my dick out, Toyota Prius is tricked out Yo' grandmama taking me shopping, she's buying whatever I picked out And you know The Village gon' stick out like a sore thumb, b**h I'm goin' dumb Hotboxing the whip, ain't stoppin' for sh** When you hear the f**s, then you know what's up You ain't down with that money team! 10 Honda Civics, parked outside f** Whoopie G for 100 Gs? Hit me up, Whoopie, I'm 'bout that life 'Bout that life, thick than a motherf**in' Snicker All I wanna do every day of my life is hoodrat sh** with my n***as [Hook] [Verse 2: Chance the Rapper] Get off, sick cough, hit licks, don't get caught Kidnap like Jigsaw, Big Meech, b**h, I'm Rick Ross Got a odd to the liquor, got a Swisher to the weed That's that Save Money militia till my n***as rest in peace Hit that Zan, that's my dance, that's just Chance rappin' raps In the land with the fam, and my man's super slapped Throwing bands in the stands to my Stan's, them my fans This for real, this for free, this for playing at the trap Good God, them good raps, you gave up for them hoodrats Been a Long Time, since Hey Ma'cause you burned down on your good sh**, like f** is You Tahmbout? Trill n***as still switchin' lanes, lil' n***as still hit them stains Real n***as still hit them bangs [Hook]