Bangladesh lyrics

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[Intro]
14 turn me up son
Ayy yah ayy ayy
Ayy yah ayy
Port Port Port Port Port Port

[Chorus]
b*tch look at this choppa
This big stick it came from Bangladesh
That ho love talkin'
That's okay 'cause she can use that neck
Trust me I love robbin', but this rap gave me a bigger check
Put that bop up for auction
Come get your b*tch to place a bet

[Verse 1]
n*gga thought he had it
Hell no 'cause he's a mini me
Only been rappin' for a year, but it feel like 23
Only smoke and f*ck exotic b*tches that's from overseas
I'ma pop this perky 'cause that b*tch don't like the sober me
I'ma cash these checks
I'ma ball too
Only want that b*tch if she give top and she gon' do the crew
I'ma save his life with this Glock like what would Jesus do
If you up that stick then you a ghost
So please don't front your move
You think you the man
I think that you far from it
Hit out on your mans
Then you know them dogs comin'
b*tch I'm with the gang
You know how we all bummin'
Choppa servin' food
Bullets hittin' all stomach

[Chorus]
b*tch look at this choppa
This big stick it came from Bangladesh
That ho love talkin'
That's okay 'cause she can use that neck (Chopper)
Trust me I love robbin', but this rap gave me a bigger check
Put that bop up for auction
Come get your b*tch to place a bet

[Verse 2]
This choppa big as f*ck
It's takin' shoulders off
I hope she know she not stayin'
So b*tch don't take your clothing off
n*gga talkin' hard where these bullets they love shootin' soft
b*tch I'm lil' Port Port
Bullets hittin' like they playin' golf

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