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Lyrics : Choppas
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...yeah
I've been with them choppas, call 'em
I just call my gang, we in the paint like Waka Flocka
And if I call my b*t*h, she want nada, nada
Want the money and respect, in that order
Let's get it, and the bands on me, let's get it
And your b*t*h on me, I get it, yeah
Racks gon' come whenever, baby, why you in my business?
And it's too much for the feelings
I ain't doin' none just to hit it, rather be me than regret it
Too much thoughts all in my head, I don't wan' regret them
And I'm steady fightin' demons like the devil sent them
Ain't sh*t gon' bring me down, only if I let them
But I give 'em respect 'cause at least I met them, yeah...
...Tecca, b*t*h, I been on the map, I got to get to it, yeah
And when you keep them tricks all up your sleeve, no, you can't lose it, yeah
Please do not be stupid...
...I've been with them choppas, call 'em
I just call my gang, we in the paint like Waka Flocka
And if I call my b*t*h, she want nada, nada
Want the money and respect, in that order
Let's get it, and the bands on me, let's get it
And your b*t*h on me, I get it, yeah
Racks gon' come whenever, baby, why you in my business?
And it's too much for the feelings
I ain't doin' none just to hit it, rather be me than regret it
Too much thoughts all in my head, I don't wan' regret them
And I'm steady fightin' demons like the devil sent them
Ain't sh*t gon' bring me down, only if I let them
But I give 'em respect 'cause at least I met them, yeah
...yeah
I've been with them choppas, call 'em
I just call my gang, we in the paint like Waka Flocka
And if I call my b*t*h, she want nada, nada
Want the money and respect, in that order
Let's get it, and the bands on me, let's get it
And your b*t*h on me, I get it, yeah
Racks gon' come whenever, baby, why you in my business?
And it's too much for the feelings
I ain't doin' none just to hit it, rather be me than regret it
Too much thoughts all in my head, I don't wan' regret them
And I'm steady fightin' demons like the devil sent them
Ain't sh*t gon' bring me down, only if I let them
But I give 'em respect 'cause at least I met them, yeah...
...Tecca, b*t*h, I been on the map, I got to get to it, yeah
And when you keep them tricks all up your sleeve, no, you can't lose it, yeah
Please do not be stupid...
...I've been with them choppas, call 'em
I just call my gang, we in the paint like Waka Flocka
And if I call my b*t*h, she want nada, nada
Want the money and respect, in that order
Let's get it, and the bands on me, let's get it
And your b*t*h on me, I get it, yeah
Racks gon' come whenever, baby, why you in my business?
And it's too much for the feelings
I ain't doin' none just to hit it, rather be me than regret it
Too much thoughts all in my head, I don't wan' regret them
And I'm steady fightin' demons like the devil sent them
Ain't sh*t gon' bring me down, only if I let them
But I give 'em respect 'cause at least I met them, yeah
