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letra de choppa - fiend dinero ☆

(intro)
(f-ck em’, the f-cking fiend dinero)

[chorus]
choppa with a scope baby girl, you gotta go
sh-t i’m on the road catch me kicking down the dope
smoking on the troll c-ck it back and let it blow
throwing up the squat they try to take it from the flow

[verse]
f-cking on these ho she put coca upper nose
staying ten toes, baby, you’re my bl–dy rose (rose)
taking to the dome had to get it on my own (own)
chopper get you gone ask about me who i’m known
ballot f-cking b-tchy tighter look, that’s what i like (like)
stacking up these honors why she rides me like a bike (yeah)
never catch me lacking, i say swept up like a dike
blanyard dumas quick these diamonds shining way too bright (bright)
focus want to fight have you flying like a kite (kite)
come i supplement how i’m gripping on a pipe (pipe)
get into that money no more officers getting tight (yeah)
baby come and kick it i can put you on a flight
she like, where you want to go to j-pan and mexico
keep it on the low have you passed to my shows
they are not boy-talking that’s a casket devil show
stack a couple of rocks no, they ain’t laughing anymore
hit it from the back she, yeah, i like the way i clap
p-ssy we don’t rack woody’s diamonds on my lap
rory with the rap got the rolly to the mask
choppa make you dance i have you laying on your back
arp a max i c-cker back and make it clack
stoke up in the chapter we was outside serving cash
no we never lacked f-ckers lying that’s a fact
f-ck them, no, we climb in my hometown doing laughs
[chorus]
choppa with a scope baby girl, you gotta go
sh-t i’m on the road catch me kicking down the dope
smoking on the troll c-ck it back and let it blow
throwing up the squat they trying to kick it from the flow

- fiend dinero ☆

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