Lyrics Chip tha Ripper

Chip tha Ripper

Couple Dollas

And we just out here

Tryna make a couple dollas

Couple dollas, a couple dollas

We just out here

Tryna get a couple dollas

Couple dollas, na don't want no problems

We just out here

Tryna get a couple dollas

Couple dollas, a couple dollas

We just out here

Tryna get a couple dolllllas

[Chip tha Ripper:]

I know, I know

I switch my number like my drawers

Potholes in the road

Be the same as them cars

I be gettin from them spontaneous

Miscellaneous

Niggas talkin' bout how bad

That they tryna be famous and

Me I'm tryna be filled

With cheese like them danishes

But, I hustle hard

While you beggin' and complainin' when

Niggas ain't got nothin' for you dawg

Get your own shit

Young niggas on some grown shit

Droppin' cold shit

Fuckin' up the world

On that pinky and the brain shit

Young niggas on the same shit

Niggas brainless

Scarecrow, tinman

Big joke, sinbad

Let's go

Turn my XO's in that swim fan?

Wet bottom of the net

Droppin' buckets on

Hatin' hoes kickin' in your door

Who the fuck is home

Now I'm 'bout to make a sandwich in this bitch

Punchin' niggas out rightin' fools on christmas?

And we just out here

Tryna make a couple dollas

Couple dollas, a couple dollas

We just out here

Tryna get a couple dollas

Couple dollas, na don't want no problems

I just wanna puff a little diesel

While I'm fuckin' with my people

Bitch I do this for my people

I just wanna puff a little diesel

While I'm fuckin' with my people

I know, I know

Now I'm hollywood cause I'm poppin'

Saw me at the mall coppin'

I ain't even stop and chop it

I just threw the deuce up

And kept truckin' to them ends

Why you think the word friend

Got end at the end?

Nigga dwell on that shit

I wake and bake

Like it was Kellog breakfast

Ya'll niggas robots

Just do what the next did

Why you think

I don't ride it on necklace?

The best is the

Nigga who ain't never satisfied

But only do it with pride

And titty is what you grind

Ya'll niggas be lyin'

The swag ready to five

My raps ahead of their time

Cause stacks ahead of my mind

Money, power, respect

The lames even know

I'm talkin' snow, sweet jays, jones

On you hoes

Here we go hip-hop

Just walk up out the coma

Now she goes right in my shit

Nigga it's over

And we just out here

Tryna make a couple dollas

Couple dollas, a couple dollas

We just out here

Tryna get a couple dollas

Couple dollas, na don't want no problems

I just wanna puff a little diesel

While I'm fuckin' with my people

Bitch I do this for my people

I just wanna puff a little diesel

While I'm fuckin' with my people

[Skooda Chose:]

Well ain't we all dawg?

Ima start erasin' these lames

Without my call log

Cause when ya'll are needin' some change

Is when ya'll call

That's why I see ya fuckin' numbers on the screen

Shake my head and say "oh na"

Still tryna make that dollar

Out of that fifteen

Big dreams while most have their eyes closed

Mitch Green

After the Tyson brawl

Life's a gamble but I'm in it

Long as the dice involved

School of the greatest mental cake?

Took the icing off

Waited then I ate it later

Some niggas hate it

That I made the papers

Like a year later

I made the fader

X's to double X

Used to play that Cleveland Brown

Hooptie tricks with the double fresh

Niggas mad I'm in a gang

With a double check?

That's cause I paid the ref

Now couldn't save yourself

With the hate in your eyes

Oh nigga save your breath

Cause broke niggas is out of quarters

Cause they played themselves

And we just out here

Tryna make a couple dollas

Couple dollas, a couple dollas

We just out here

Tryna get a couple dollas

Couple dollas, na don't want no problems

I just wanna puff a little diesel

While I'm fuckin' with my people

Bitch I do this for my people

I just wanna puff a little diesel

While I'm fuckin' with my people