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letra de big poppa - ch€@z!

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[hook]
i be on my way up top
with a helicopter
all these nikkas pray i fall
shawdies call me poppa
yeah, never hate me cause
i’ll fvck your lil momma
am i gonna blow? of course
fvckin’ up the charts yah
i be on my way up top
with a helicopter
all these nikkas pray i fall
shawdies call me poppa
yeah, never hate me cause
i’ll fvck your lil momma
am i gonna blow? of course
fvckin’ up the charts yah
[verse 1 – flacx]
she ain’t never heard me call
cause i do not love her
told her i wanna ride a porchè
ain’t no time to ride hеr
she said that i got the sauce
told hеr that i’m flattered
i see that she tryna force
sh-t that do not matter
when i met her
she looked like an angel
till we got a chance to f-ck
she became a devil
started catching feels and all
sh-t got complicated
these girls always tend to fall
got no time to catch em
i’m just gettin’ racks i want my pockets fatter
she didn’t get me when i said i’m gonna get her
i know snakes in the squad but i let em be
roll a dice aim on climbing up the ladder
cause i be on my way on top
leave em at the bottom
met up with my exe’s pops like yo f-cked your daughter
rounding off all my applause
let her clap it better
hit her after that i pass
call her marijuana
[hook]
i be on my way up top
with a helicopter
all these nikkas pray i fall
shawdies call me poppa
yeah, never hate me cause
i’ll fvck your lil momma
am i gonna blow? of course
fvckin’ up the charts yah
i be on my way up top
with a helicopter
all these nikkas pray i fall
shawdies call me poppa
yeah, never hate me cause
i’ll fvck your lil momma
am i gonna blow? of course
fvckin’ up the charts yah

[verse 2 – ch€@z!]
soon as they see me on forbes
they gonn wanna fvck me
they gonn wanna fvck my squad
plotting on my money (yeah)
we be offshore throwin’ us a party (yeah)
feelin’ awesome fvckin’ all these thoties
cannot let em get on board if they don’t feel h-rny
we don’t give no fvcks
we don’t really give no sorries
chillin’ with the homies and we juggin’ all this codeine nikk
your b-tch on my phone, say she wanna chill with us
location on boat, said she made it, go figure
how she made it on the boat
she a d-mn gold digger
nikka
make a toast then we go realer
on our fvcking songs, beat our chests, gorilla
we like king kong on these beats
make the city go real nuts
(yeah)
finest b-tches in the city ask for pictures
while these dumb ass nikkas with no lyrics ask for features
cheaz ma nikka

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