P.A. On the Track - Chop Chop

I need the money like chop chop
And hit ya bitch like cha cha
And that shawty look like Lala
Rolling up gas za za
Smoking no pass that's mine
Send me the addy I slide
Hit her all time like that's my bitch yea
Guap
Gotta get cash cause Guap I get
I need the money like chop chop
And hit ya bitch like cha cha yea

Genix
I need the bread like pronto
Break up the bud in a fronto
Let a drac' blow like Toronto
Ask where ya bitch, Hell if I know (Shiiiiid)
Hit my plug up, "lemme know when it's time tho"
PA say, "that It's good crack" (Word)
We gon give it all to the fiends and the hood rats
Oooouu, she got pop it still
Never ran, never will, I'm a product of the 'Ville
For real, getting head, switching lanes
Get my mind blown like I'm Kurt Cobain

Top of morning get top in the morning
Chop chop gotta get to that gaup in morning
Drop top I can't hot box for the moment
Haha laugh at a hater keep rolling

I need the money like chop chop
And hit ya bitch like cha cha
And that shawty look like Lala
Rolling up gas za za
Smoking no pass that's mine
Send me the addy I slide
Hit her all time like that's my bitch yea
Guap
Gotta get cash cause Guap I get
I need the money like chop chop
And hit ya bitch like cha cha yea

Pull up, Skrrt (Uh-huh)
Bout to go ghost in the night time
Frog lights lookin' like a light lime
Bout to hit yo bitch at the right time
She take a fat dick but she pint size
Said she like my style, shawty like wise (talk that)
Fog tints got a nigga lookin like who dat? (who that nigga)
It's a nightmares blessing
Gang on hots askin me where the move at?
Hugh, Ima hit you in a second
We got weed, pills, crack, cocaine in a ziplock
She gon slurp me up real good til her shit lock
Keep moving stupid, fuck around and make a clip pop
Tell ya shawty, "gon and drop it low" til her hip hop
Only thing that I owe her is her shit rocked
Carry heavy metal; big bands like I'm Slipknot
Heh, GFTD

I need the money like chop chop
And hit ya bitch like cha cha
And that shawty look like Lala
Rolling up gas za za
Smoking no pass that's mine
Send me the addy I slide
Hit her all time like that's my bitch yea
Guap
Gotta get cash cause Guap I get
I need the money like chop chop
And hit ya bitch like cha cha yea

Written by:
Jesus Martinez, Pedro Andreoni, Stephen Modeste

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