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choppa - fiend dinero ☆ lyrics

(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 ☆ lyrics

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