Whole Lotta Choppas (Remix) [feat. Nicki Minaj]

Uh (The Coal Cash Collection) It's the Queen Sleaze Nine months motherf- pregnant, like, what? I'm bool Sada, what up? (Bang, bang, bang) Detroit Ooh, lil' n- wanna try it I told him "Black lives matter," I'ma riot Ooh, a- fat, I had to buy it Ain't a n- alive that's gon' deny it This n- makin' me feel erotic (erotic) Uh, he a freak like Giannis (Giannis) To be honest, I hope one day we do a play-date with Adonis Ooh, I'm 'bout my cake, get your bakin' on You don't want that real smoke, get your vapin' on Egg-whites, turkey-bacon on Ain't in a restaurant, but I'm the b- they been waitin' on (Tag) Gotta pop tags B- stuntin' in them hand-me-down bags, it's sad Burberry plaid, you in that drip that I already had They wanna see you do your dance Do that thing poke out them pants? If it don't, then I got plans Bam, just got a summertime tan Scram, we're just puttin' dollars on your head N- violatin' the gang gon' end up dead Lady in the street but a freak h- in the bed Chopper on him, that's my shooter in the red Lil' n- can't keep my pussy out his hands F- a last minute, gotta book me in advance Been a bad girl, and I'm tryna get spanked Pretty little body, but my face look stank I be in a truck that cost your whole house B- imitate me but don't come close If you wanna celebrate the best, then come toast B- ain't sayin' nothin', but doin' the utmost Heard he wanna chew on my edible panties Even when I tell him "See you tomorrow," he can't leave Got the Off-White sneakers, rockin' a tan weave When I come out, grab Simba, it's a stampede Ooh, lil' b- wan' ride it Told the b- don't get out her body Hmm, get right beside me I'ma get in that thang, get to slidin' This b- makin' me feel erotic Huh, she gotta get on this rocket I don't give a f- 'bout her milage Ain't her grandmom related to the Winans? Ooh, that's the sh- that I like You a church girl, beat you like- Hmm, you ain't never had pipe 'Least not this kind, I'ma f- you all night Off a P-, hmm, off a P-, bae Yeah, leave a b- with the hurt back Go to work, hmm, where the work at? My young n- wakin' up to serve that They wanna see me do my dance In these thousand-dollar pants Don't disrespect me and my mans Bang, whole lotta choppers on your a- Scram, we just put them dollars on your head Snitchin'-a- n- gave his mama to the feds Little brother, big brother, Sada got the dreads DZ, DT, Sada keep the bands Lil' b- can't keep her p- out my hands Got a real hoodrat Suki on my hands I was stackin' blues, run up Tookies on they a- I be in the Bay rollin' Cookies on they a- I be in they nerves, G weed gave me is bustin' 'Cause Sada can't be jealous off weed, I'm never stressin' I can see the booty from the bottom, that thang a double decker Let my white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker Heard you used to chew on that thang, Hannibal Lecter Have you poppin' all of them p- like Heath Ledger These drugs ain't a joke, my n-, I'm just tellin' you Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin' you They wanna see me do my dance In these thousand-dollar pants Don't disrespect me and my mans Bang, whole lotta choppers on your a-, ooh