mike lavish - cupid got a choppa lyrics
[music starts, car engine starts & revs up , rain falling]
yea
life been crazy, things been different
way we used to talk, i really miss it
twenty four seven, you’ve been on my mind baby
a little taste of heaven, when i’m with you, feels so divine babe
ain’t been really drinkin’, ain’t been really smokin’, nah
you’re my favorite high, that sh+t got me floatin’
way that you’re workin’ that motion, feel like my heart is explodin’ [thunder in distance]
up in the clouds we just coastin’, so high can’t see where the road is
hope that i’m not overdosin’, oh sh+t
drive too fast to stop baby, hope this doesn’t crash
you know ima go the distance for ya, you ain’t gotta ask nah
don’t know ’bout your exеs, but i never do like that nah
cupid got a choppa, doublе drum up on the mag yea
drive too fast to stop baby, hope this doesn’t crash
you know ima go the distance for ya, you ain’t gotta ask nah
don’t know ’bout your exes, but i never do like that nah
cupid got a choppa, double drum up on the mag yea
shoulda known better, even had a warning, coulda wore a vest
even if i did, i couldn’t protect no i couldn’t protect, nah
cupid got a choppa, with a double drum and he keep it full of hollows
soon as i saw you, he pulled up let it fly like apollo
and i know you feel it, know you feel it too
dressed to k!ll for the thrill but still ain’t bulletproof
look at you go, put on a show, way that you move
got me on ten, losing control, way that you
do it like that, do it like that
when you do it like that, when you do it like that (like that, like that)
bring it right back, why don’t ya bring it right back
why don’t ya bring it right back (right back, right back)
bad little mami, drop it down switch it up on me (switch swiiiitch)
she ridin’ that thing like bonnie, clyde when i slide with the tommy
drive too fast to stop baby, hope this doesn’t crash
you know ima go the distance for ya, you ain’t gotta ask nah
don’t know ’bout your exes, but i never do like that nah
cupid got a choppa, double drum up on the mag yea
drive too fast to stop baby, hope this doesn’t crash
you know ima go the distance for ya, you ain’t gotta ask nah
don’t know ’bout your exes, but i never do like that nah
cupid got a choppa, double drum up on the mag yea
[car drives off, music fades, rainfall continues]
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