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Mwah, Guwop his and hers
Rollies, Benzes, Bugatties
(Real nigga shit, Paper Route)
Why you leave the house?
Say every time I leave she get nightmares
When she wake up I'll be right there
I said Gucci thugged out
And even if I could I couldn't fight fair
Baby, would you please wait the night there?
That's a choppa on the couch (Uh, huh)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch (It's Dolph)
Choppa on the couch, Glock in my pants (yeah)
That drop I just jumped out
A hundred and fifty bands (Hey, hey)
Rollie round my wrist, Cuban 'round my neck
(Woo) after I flip this pay might go out
And cop my bitch a fat (Skrrt)
My bitch told me she keep
On having bad dreams (Goddamn)
That some niggas murk me while
I'm in the streets working (Shit)
I told lil' momma you
Too motherfuckin' paranoid (For real)
I'm right here smoking weed when
You wake up every morning (Haha)
She fell asleep at 10: 00 PM
And I dipped out the house (Asleep)
Then pulled back up at the house
With an extra thirty thousand
Walked in the bedroom
Put my gun down, and sat on the bed (Yup)
She rolled over, looked at me, and said
Why you leave the house?
Say every time I leave she get nightmares
When she wake up I'll be right there
I said Gucci thugged out
And even if I could I couldn't fight fair
Baby, would you please wait the night there?
That's a choppa on the couch (Uh, huh)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch
Choppa on the couch and all over the house
(yeah) i'm going out like Scarface if they
Come to take me out (No, fuck you man)
Choppa in the closet, choppa under the bed
(Ayy, ayy)
Choppa in the garage, choppa by the stairs
Yo yo your bitch like to get
Cute and go to the movies, man
(Damn) my bitch like to get fine and
Go to the gun range (Ayy)
All these pistols so I showed
Her how to buss it (Baow, baow, baow)
Took her shopping
Got to the house and let me touch it (O oh)
Put her to sleep (Haha)
Jumped in the shower then put
Something in my swisher sweet
(Nothing but strong)
Givenchy outfit, the same thing on my feet
I grab my heat, got in the car
Then jumped on a expressway (Prr)
Then that's when she called me (Hello?)
Why you leave the house? (Damn)
Say every time I leave she get nightmares
(I'll be right back)
When she wake up I'll be right there
(Ha ha ha)
I said Gucci thugged out (It's Dolph)
And even if I could I couldn't fight fair
Baby, would you please wait the night there?
That's a choppa on the couch (Uh, huh)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch
(Yup, yup, yup, yup)
That's a choppa on the couch
WRITERS
Adolph Thornton, Bryan Simmons, Radric Delantic
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING
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