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letra de cha cha - chxpo

[intro: ski mask the slump god]
yuh, yuh
yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup
hah, woo
yeah, uh, uh

[verse 1: ski mask the slump god]
step in that p-ssy just like a parade
yippy parade, yippy-ki-yay
she said that my d-ck is like a soul train
choo-choo, i am untamed
i know sometimes i got cold things
still eat ramen, lo mein
met a little b-tch, her name ni hao, uh
still gon’ give me happy endings, b-tch
my d-ck will never be ended
they want my zen, peace and my energy
my soul will never be bended
i look at these b-tches as enemies, ooh, uh
i think i move kinda smooth, uh
because i break all the rules
kiki got a tool, it’s a tutu
f-ck her in the tutu, make her say, “boohoo”

[chorus: chxpo]
run with a baby chopper, i might f-ck your baby momma
slimy like a anaconda, and we only hang with monsters
grab the chopper, chop ’em
man, you cha-cha chopper, man, you cha-cha
que te pasa, partner, what’s the problem?
chopper, man, you cha-cha

[verse 2: nell]
‘nother bad b-tch doin’ these things for the d-ck
talkin’ sh-t, i’ma pull up with a stick then
already f-cked, put her up like six hundred shots
got me feelin’ like i’m hit-man
came outta you, got her bobbin’ on my d-ck
’cause i told her, “put my kids on your lip, then”
kel-tec pistol got him shakin’ like a shiver
my d-ck boutta make your b-tch quiver, ayy
i put that d-ck on her liver
i got the babies, no babysitter
k!llin’ these n-ggas, i quick ’em and sick ’em
oh, look at my hitters, pull up like gorillas
i f-ck the b-tch while she in a chinchilla
we rollin’ woods, i don’t f-ck with the swisher
n-gga, what’s good, you wishin’ you could
end up in your hood, you n-ggas vanilla

[verse 3: chxpo]
all i see is bands, you can’t still see the blood on ’em
sittin’ like a villain, little n-gga, you a minion
i’m goku, you n-gga krillin
you wishin’ your b-tch would take you back
i’m wishin’ to take a n-gga racks
shoppin’ at saks, and i still got my strap
my hood still got my back
where you from, n-gga, you can’t go back
’cause you f-ck ’round, n-gga get whacked
these n-ggas wet like crab, i get you whacked
then f-ck ’round, sell some crack
thief in the night, stealin’ your b-tch
hit from the back and you took her back
i took a trip just to relax, hop on a jet, just for a pack
brought some c0ke to my people wedding just so i could sell it
i’m depressed and i’m flexin’, i told my plug he could mail it
these n-ggas goofy, just like goofy
i got drip like monk d luffy
you fell in love with a groupie, i fell in love with a toolie

- chxpo

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