Choppin Up That Paper lyrics

Choppin Up That Paper lyrics

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Send "Choppin Up That Paper" Ringtone to your Cell Chorus: 1x (val young) Choppin up that paper(with you) i do it for you You know you got me lovin you Choppin up that paper(with you) i do You got me love-in youuuuuu Verse 1: (ak) Now first you gotta pimp wit me, but now you livin in that high-class luxury No matter me, i`m a trustin g Says shell never see , shell never tweak, now do you really really wanna ride Wit me? Now happy here and there aint now love lost, fitty cars with these bumps But you others always want some and tell me true or false I know you got tight game, but your game been peeped too Monkey see , monkey will do, feel me and i`ll feel you We can ride in the backseat drunk type all night Sun up til the moonlight, true dat(true dat), baby but you knew dat First you gotta understand(uh-huh) we makin pennys out of dollars And boys out of grown men, from chi to texas to los angeles smokin canibus Puffin phillys after phillys i got my homies in atlanta on a burner actin Silly But lets pause back gettin back and when we call fax, I know you cant see it, but i`m all that You got the video of me and twista ridin in the benz/lac But tell me can you fade back? Still ridin in the c-a-d-i double l, double a-c always Chorus 1x Verse 2 (ak) Women love my philosophy, for spittin somethin in the poetry Point the finger if you know its me, so flow when the lights on Hittin notes in the mac song you can see me cause the mask gone Dead wrong, if you think that i, am on the paper chase cause you seent that i Kick it on the sundays at a party watchin bodies sippin hene spead your love And show love and not pro-long And for a minute i can get wit when i gone tax on your hips and thighs lips And i Seems better when we put her down in my dime hat, layin cool and g stacks But remember when we packed, tennessee dont need that But we back, nice hoe put her down exposed to, how many hoes you can go Through I aint hatin cause she told you see i`m a boss player who can sit back and Floss player, dime hat and a raw scale do you really wanna ride on the side And chop it up later, you can sit back and ride wit me, take a puff, get high Wit me Still ridin in the c-a-d-i double l double a-c always Chorus 1x Verse 3: (ak) Now identify who it was that labeled me, systamatic its a habit, situation When i`m such a real, bitch, a oozie, by jacouzie, puff a blunt i did, So why you actin (?) we gettin crunk and did, Run around givin g shot, party til the beat stop, divin in the pool and the Rules, oh they all dead, choppin up the paper so we all rich, and take a puff To the head til we all sick, but in the meanwhile, chrystille, now you lady Wanna do it again To an end, in a couple (?) Less than jeeps then bentleys, vip and the whole 9 We in the back of a caddy wit the cold rhyme, never slippin, just dippin Still ridin in the c-a-d-i double l , double a-c always Chorus 2x Fade out Send " Choppin Up That Paper" Ringtone to your Cell Choppin Up That Paper lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Choppin Up That Paper lyrics @ ELyrics | Choppin Up That Paper lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Choppin Up That Paper lyrics @ Songlyrics | Choppin Up That Paper lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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