Choppa lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, huh?
Yeah

[Chorus]
Choppa on me, f*ck a Smith & Wesson
Keep my weapon (Yeah), heavy weapon (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Choppa on me, f*ck a Smith & Wesson (Huh?)
Keep my weapon, heavy weapon
Book a flight to Dubai on the weekend (Huh?)
b*tch, I'm geekin', b*tch, I'm piped up
Tote weapons (Huh?), keep my weapon

[Verse 1]
Pimp a broke b*tch, made that b*tch rich (Rich)
MAC-11 on me, yeah, we tote 'em poles (Huh?)
Dirty Sprite, yeah, I dropped a f*ckin' bean (Bean)
Walked inside the crib, two bad b*tches on my bed (Huh?)
Chain swangin' off my neck, b*tch is breakin' neck (Ugh)
I just threw a Xan', asked your b*tch, she dropped the split
Hop up in that foreign, hop up in that Lexus (Skrrt, skrrt)
Hop up in the foreign, hop up in Mercedes (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ten-grand for a show, runnin' up that stack (Racks)
Yeah, your b*tch, yeah, she want me for some cash (Cash)
She don't wanna leave me 'lone
[Chorus]
Choppa on me, f*ck a Smith & Wesson
Keep my weapon (Yeah), heavy weapon (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Choppa on me, f*ck a Smith & Wesson (Huh?)
Keep my weapon, heavy weapon
Bo-book a flight to Dubai on the weekend (Huh?)
b*tch, I'm geekin', b*tch, I'm piped up
Tote weapons (Huh?), keep my weapon
Choppa on me, f*ck a Smith & Wesson
Keep my weapon (Yeah), heavy weapon (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Choppa on me, f*ck a Smith & Wesson (Huh?)
Keep my weapon, heavy weapon
Book a flight to Dubai on the weekend (Huh?)
b*tch, I'm geekin', b*tch, I'm piped up
Tote weapons (Huh?), keep my weapon