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trippie redd - chosen lyrics

[chorus]
yeah, huh (yeah), why would you say that? (say that?)
i knew that lil’ b-tch from way back
like a gamer, lil’ b-tch, i’ma play that
if she come to the crib, i’ma slay that (slay that bit’)
yeah, she gon’ obey that (yeah, yeah)
told her clean up her act, where the maids at?
i been sippin’ on act’, smokin’ straight gas (hah)
uh, blowin’ this dope (dope)
f-ckin’ this b-tch and i’m takin’ her soul
diamonds ’round my neck, i glisten in gold
they just mad ’cause i was chosen (yeah, chosen)
because i was chosen (chose), ’cause i was chosen (chose)
i’ma ball out like derozan (yeah, ball)
f-ckin’ this b-tch and she clothe-less

[verse 1]
yeah, i’ma go get in my mode, b-tch (get in my mode)
gettin’ this money, stay focused
movin’ around in a motion (motion)
yeah, these p-ssy n-ggas be bogus (yeah)
big choppa do no reloadin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
shootin’ these n-ggas like “oh, sh-t” (bah)
d-mn, i’ma up the fire, fire, fire (yeah)
shirt all red, tie-dye, dye, dye (yeah)
p-ssy n-gga you dead, you gon’ die, die, die (yeah)
runnin’ from the feds, homicide-cide-cide
yeah, mama gon’ cry, cry, cry
get them tears out your eye, eye, eye
treat the p-ssy like a motherf-ckin’ prize-prize-prize
you p-ssy

[verse 2]
yeah, had to dirty up my sprite (my sprite)
f-ckin’ this b-tch all night (all night)
two million dollars on some motherf-cking ice
shawty just left but i’m still real right, yeah (still real right)
told a little b-tch bye-bye
i’ma still enjoy my night (uh)
i’ma still enjoy my high, yeah (uh)
i got ice like a freezer
little baby an eater (woo)
i do not need her (woo)
my lil’ baby a keeper (yeah)
i got cheese like a pizza (yeah)
no little caesars (yeah)
i’m too big, ain’t no meter (yeah)
smoking dope, wiz khalifa
keep me a niña
your b-tch fast like a cheetah
i’m with all of the slimes, and b-tch, and we b’d up

- trippie redd lyrics

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