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Jake R Hansen
Jake R Hansen
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Yeah, oh
Drippin' water on your bitch, I get her wet (I get her wet)
I hop off a jet to a check, then I flex (Flex)
Bust down the wrist, gon' fuck up my neck (Uh-huh)
Drippin' water on your bitch, I get her wet (I get her wet)
I hop off a jet to a check, then I flex (Flex)
Bust down the wrist, gon' fuck up my neck (Uh-huh)
If he want some smoke, I'm sendin' shooters to his neck (Ooh)
One shot from this choppa, leave him
If I empty two shots, you will never see him (See him, ooh)
I got big Glocks, I got choppas too (Choppas too, ooh)
Shoot this fuckin' choppa 'til the clip is through (Huh?)
One shot from this choppa, leave him (Leave him)
If I empty two shots, you will never see him (See him)
One shot from this choppa, leave him (Leave him)
If I empty two shots, you will never see him (Uh-huh)
Ayy, knock-knock-knock on my door, I'm tryna trap here
Don't be pullin' up to my trap spot, you gettin' clapped here
And I got the beam on my Glock, so I aim nice
Asian bitch ate my dick, she called it "Beef rice"
One shot from this choppa, leave him (Leave him)
If I empty two shots, you will never see him (See him)
One shot from this choppa, leave him (Leave him)
If I empty two shots, you will never see him
Written by: Jake R Hansen
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