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beau young prince – chop lyrics

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[verse 1]
woke up in the morning and said “ima get some money” (young)
i sat on the couch one day and i made me a hunnid (woo)
counted up the stack and then i stashed away the hunnids (the hunnids)
this beat get the rockin’, got the club going dummy
ok, that fast cash i’m gettin’, ima need my bread off top (top)
in the back, how i interverse, i pulled up then i park (park)
with the squad, we some winners, be my beat, oh yeah, say chop (chop)
on my mother ima get this bread, this profit never stop
i been had the gucci, i play with the louis, you know that i drip out the top (oh)
my womеn be ratchet, sometimеs they be boujee, you know that i mix up a lot (oh)
i’m known in the city for doing it bigger, i brought a new plaque to my spot (yeah)
i’m gettin’ revenge by making this money while haters keep making me hot
in the club, while she shake it, prince gon’ make it purple rain
move it left, move it right, ooh she bounce like trampoline
make it back to the city, baby it’s a go go thing
f+ck it up, ima chop, ima get in do my thing

[chorus]
chop, chop, chop, chop
chop, chop (ooh), chop, chop (yeah)
chop, chop, chop, chop (aye)
chop, chop (yuh), chop, chop (yuh)

[post+chorus]
ok, her ass fat, i tip her (cash)
she shake it like a stripper
she throw it in a circle (woo)
i’m blowin’ gas, that purple
and i forgot to mention (aye)
i stack it like a [?] (yuh)
this beat gon’ make you chop (aye)
cause this that new edition (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2]
yes sir, i’m a different dresser
rock chanel with pleasures
money you can’t measure (ooh)
yes sir, yes sir
i’m a different flexer (ooh)
fly to change the weather (aye)
bring dc wherever (yeah)
she [?] her body, she bouncin’ them cheeks, i think i’m in love with her (yeah)
she feeling the vibes, her hands on her knees and all of her girls with her (aye)
and i’m from the city, and this how we [?], i’m taking the world with her (yeah)
and i like the chop, can’t do it like me
we up in the club, we beating our [?]

[chorus]
chop, chop (aye), chop, chop (ooh)
chop, chop, chop, chop (aye)
chop, chop (yuh), chop, chop (ooh)
chop, chop, chop, chop

[post+chorus]
ok, her ass fat, i tip her
she shake it like a stripper
she throw it in a circle
i’m blowin’ gas, that purple
and i forgot to mention
i stack it like a [?]
this beat gon’ make you chop
cause this that new edition, aye
[outro]
yeah bro
yeah bro
yeah bro
yeah
yeah bro
yeah bro
yeah bro
yeah



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