Young Lace - Choppa Style 2K13 lyrics

[Intro:] Hey b**h, smoke my blunt doe Pull up that lane b**h, I'm talking to you b**h Get rich b**h Way (4x) [Hook] Look Beats up, (?) on a b**h And she ain't got my paper, putting hands on a b**h Hold up! She love my style, she a fan of this sh** n***a you be trickin' dawg, spinning beers on the (?) Hold up! Chopper style b**h, (?) wide open (What) Way raise the high boy, n***as higher up (I'm in search of a n***a, you know about smoking? Got a pocket full of bands (?) ?) Chopper style b**h, (?) wide open Way raise the high boy, n***as higher up My (b**h work some, twerk some little b**h Work some, twerk some little b**h) Cash out! [Verse 1] Holla! Yeah that b**h ratchet (?), say you know a n***a smash it Yay, k** a (?) (?) on my hips, say you know a n***a blast it (Bang!) I beats up on a b**h, going (?) Just with the Duff and the dope (?) Waiting for your baby momma, for a new louie bang (Louie bang!) And you know a n***a countin' cash! (Okay) Wave up for a n***a though ((?)) That's the (?) rich, yes we know that b**h a ho (Way) She be f**in' real, tell you be trickin' doe (Way) I put my n***a up in her mouth and then you kiss the ho Oh, god damn that's a looky a** b**h! She flip the whole team, coin toss she a flip(?) AOB, the song of the b**h (?), hell no I'mma (?) [Hook] [Verse 2] Look, hold up! Somebody call the twerk team! Two chains on my neck, know the shirt bling(?) Nothing but (?) dummy, she f**ed the whole team Call it record for the money I give a f** about ya n***a, where you at? Came in the back, so you know my n***a strapped Cause I here, got D here, (?) Lookin' at your n***a man, I think he need a repair You look good, don't back that a** up s** that n***a dick, while I'm crackin' my cash up Roll a n***a way, while I'm pouring my lane up And give me your money when you hop in the (?) I got a bad b**h, put her on a track, quick Put her on the internet, now she be a s** (?) Yep, I count money 11 as your n***as, cause your money too funny [Hook]