Choppin Blades
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[Intro: RIFF RAFF]
My name is Sharky McStevenson
I've been doing this for a shade over two decades
I tell you what: you gotta have your head on straight in this game
It's not, it's not an easy task, it's a though task
It's a lot like coaching an NFL or a high college football game, alright?
Now, when I've been working as long as I have
I made over 17 millions dollars in sales
I tell you what: those types of numbers don't come over night
I tell you that much
It's not easy and I tell you what: It's not cheesy, allright?
And everybody likes me
To stay at this location for this many years, you can't be cheating, allright?
Now you know I cut a couple of corners, sure
Only the best of them do, allright?
But when you deal with somebody like Sharky McStevenson
You know, Big Hanks Top Ranked Automobile Emporium
You're not gonna walk away unhappy
Even ten times Soul Train winner Big Trap Dog shops here
We're cutting them in half
[Hook: RiFF RAFF x3]
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
What's up Uncle Charles
I can shop on Mars
I can play guitar
Been ballin' with the stars
Jody Highroller
Anything can happen
Yokohama tires
And your rims neon plastic
Ballin' so hard
Might wheel when I jay-walk
Shoot jumpers in Atlanta
Figured I was kin to Mookie Blaylock
600 with the kid, ballin on you and your fucking bitch
I can flip Ferrari with diamonds on my fucking wrist
Might go into hiatus
Smoke weed up out of papers
Balling like the Lakers
Versace touch the pavement
Sandals touch the sand
Rocks up on my hand
I can sell oil
Like Afghanistan
[Hook]
[Verse 2: RiFF RAFF]
Gucci on my gators
I can Walter Payton
As-salamu alaykum
I can eat bacon
I can sink a ship
Balling like Wilt
Ya'll know who that is
Got more gold
Than Rumpelstilts'
Locking out them bars
Chains in my cars
While I'm out to bars
Got the syrup in my jar
Don't be alarmed
In my heart is popsicle
I'm flipping candy pickle
And my car is candy nickel
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Diamonds integrated
KKK must hate me
Did the fuckin' Matrix
When she tried to be my baby
Bitch had me mistaken
Bitch don't scratch my Dayton's!
Thanks to Mr. Franklin
We don't eat top ramens
My bitch from the Cayman's
Kill shit when I came in
Lookin' at the map
I'm tryin' to find a place I ain't been
Lookin' at the list ain't not one ho that I can't hit
This car knows every language
I'm choppin' up the pavement!
Choppin' up these bars
Cut just like tar
Flip double seven, I went hard up in the yard
Ballin out the gym, and I'm burning guard
Whip making plays, now I'm with the all stars
[?] status
Can we get a glimpse
Chilling with these boppers
And they wanna french kiss
In today's craze
You can ride the wave
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
[Hook]
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