a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

j. stalin - chop stick lyrics

[verse (j. stalin & young doe)]
aight, yeah b+tch we having motion in the bank account
feelin’ like i did it all, still i ain’t made of out
real n+ggas stealing style, they try to play it south
still rock my 501’s until they faded out
slidin’ in the foreign, my n+gga we took the scenic route
f+ck around droppin’ dead body in lake timber style
still coppin’ in the drop, yeah i cop a large amount
put it on the plane now, i’m busy, corners played out
ballin’, livin’ the life of crime, made it all work
wake up and i look in the mirror, feel like it’s all worth it
when it’s duct tape, perfect, it’s a rubber ducky
your baby daddy ain’t the homie, that n+gga a flunk
b+tches swinging from my b+lls like a motherf+ckin’ monkey
that n+gga used to be the man, but now he look like a junkie
wild bounce, i was stuntin’, still star studded
i’m a motherf+ckin’ gangsta in public, these b+tches love it

[chorus (j. stalin & young doe)]
dirty dance with no hands, do it for a boss b+tch
n+gga run up on me, better have a big chopstick
better have a big chopstick
better have a big chopstick
dirty dance with no hands, do it for a boss b+tch
n+gga run up on me, better have a big chopstick
better have a big chopstick
better have a big chopstick
[verse (j. stalin & young doe)]
i been a bad boy way before puff did it, we independent
bust it down, package it up and send it
out on the san francisco bay, i’m gone fishin’
ain’t f+ckin’ with the b+tch unless the b+tch is tryna listen
bricks, you know we touch ’em, coke game, yeah, i did it
i’ma f+ck the baddest b+tch soon as i touch down to your city
got a prostitute, a shooter, and a briefcase with me
i’ma buy the power, then cook it, that’s worth the city
i got a brick in my pants, i’m tryna walk up in the living room
smokin’ on the backwood, wrapped up in some chemicals
these n+ggas iffy and these hoes crazy
my n+gga grindin’ like it’s 1999, it’s whatever pan
we forever sprayin’ and never apologizin’
pop a n+gga cop like we do a budweiser
all my n+ggas on point like they workin’ at kaiser
stock goin’ up like moderna and pfizer

- j stalin lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS