hennie damé - iluhmychoppa lyrics
[hook: hennie damé]
b-tch i’m in love with my choppa i don’t never need no b-tch (yea yea)
she don’t need no ring and she be singing when she hit (aye aye)
she won’t catch me cheatin’ with the heater on my hip (aye aye)
she won’t catch me cheatin’ with the heater on my hip (oh nah)
i’m in love with my choppa i don’t never need no b-tch (yea yea)
she don’t need no ring and she be singing when she hit (aye aye)
she won’t catch me cheatin’ with the heater on my hip (aye aye)
she won’t catch me cheatin’ with the heater on my hip
[verse 1: hennie damé]
aye aye
b-tch i’m in love with my choppa (aye)
buy her red dot, not red bottoms (aye)
you take your b-tch out in prada? (nah)
i take mine out on my problems (what?)
please come correct when approachin’ cause i do not settle for any improper (to to to tooo)
she got attached so you comin too close then your body be shakin’ like harlem (yuh)
and i got ar-c1 on the trigger so i’m shooting double as fast (yuh)
i got them thinkin’ that i’m in a band cause i pull up with drums on the mag (aye)
toting ’em sticks, lettin’ em hit, shouts out sahbabii
run off with your sh-t, lay where you is, shots off broad day (aye)
aim, zoom, 21 salute (ok)
i’m in love with my draco, sing like drake whenever it shoot (aye)
should look alive, or f-ckin’ hide cause i be on your blocboy (aye)
my chain lemon, my diamonds drippin’ (aye) lotta water on me (aye) no la croix (aye)
f-cked up
[hook: hennie damé]
b-tch i’m in love with my choppa i don’t never need no b-tch (yea yea)
she don’t need no ring and she be singing when she hit (aye aye)
she won’t catch me cheatin’ with the heater on my hip (aye aye)
she won’t catch me cheatin’ with the heater on my hip (oh nah)
i’m in love with my choppa i don’t never need no b-tch (yea yea)
she don’t need no ring and she be singing when she hit (aye aye)
she won’t catch me cheatin’ with the heater on my hip (aye aye)
she won’t catch me cheatin’ with the heater on my hip
[verse 2: 10cellphones]
cheated on my glock 19 for the 26
10cellphones but i got like 26
i can’t kick it with you n-ggas cause you not on sh-t
all white [?] like it’s {?]
40 on my hip b-tch
i ain’t gotta show sh-t
shawty on my d-ck and i think that’s your b-tch
she gon bust it open, she gon bust it open
shawty on my d-ck and i think that’s your b-tch
i think that that’s your b-tch
shawty on my d-ck that’s your b-tch
i think that’s your b-tch
shawty on my d-ck that’s your b-tch
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