03 Greedo - Choosy lyrics

[Chorus: Chris O'Bannon] Said she ain't a groupie, then tell me why that b**h is so choosy Askin' if it's Gucci, if we ride drop top in my hoopty And I'ma say that we can do it Don't hate on me 'cause your b**h choosin' I'ma say that we can do it Don't hate on me 'cause your b**h choosin' [Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh] It's all by choice, not forced Wanna roll with me, my boys Told her strap up, and ride horse Hush hush shush, don't make noise, ayy I let her hit the doobie, 'cause she didn't put in on these cookies Sorry if I sound moody, but I just want head and some p**y Married to the game, I am tooken F&N make a p**y n***a start bookin' And if you hookin', be on dog and not tooken b**h don't choose me, overlook me Millionaire gangster like Messi in his prime I told her I was coming and I nutted in her eye But is you still down for the motherf**in' cause? You gon' say the dope yours when the boys bring the dogs It's Chang Chang [Chorus: Chris O'Bannon] Said she ain't a groupie, then tell me why that b**h is so choosy Askin' if it's Gucci, if we ride drop top in my hoopty And I'ma say that we can do it Don't hate on me 'cause your b**h choosin' I'ma say that we can do it Don't hate on me 'cause your b**h choosin' [Verse 2: 03 Greedo] Say she ain't a groupie, all off the pills, no roofy Make project music like Juvie And you know I treat the p**y like sushi, only eat it with my cutie Give me brain like my tutor, professor, I came with my ruler b**h free my Drakeo, every time I catch a gun case More mad that they take the chrome I fell in love, ain't no hotties that I'ma take home, after my shows I needed trust, not these hoes, I only trust in my bros Can't answer if your number ain't in my phone Pull up, I'm fake ain't at home Pull up, I'm fake ain't at home Lookin' through the peephole Just might shoot you in the dome If you n***as lookin' wrong Blowin' like we Cheech and Chong [Chorus: Chris O'Bannon] Said she ain't a groupie, then tell me why that b**h is so choosy Askin' if it's Gucci, if we ride drop top in my hoopty And I'ma say that we can do it Don't hate on me 'cause your b**h choosin' I'ma say that we can do it Don't hate on me 'cause your b**h choosin' [Verse 3: ALLBLACK] ALLBLACK a real sixteen, on Demont they respected my pimpin' ALLBLACK copped them luccis, 304's, ain't 'bout the square sh** or simpin' I remember when that punk b**h turned back on me Called me broke, put me on IG, flushed racks on me One of my main shooters got broke, he might've clapped at me Bills piled up, no toys down, it was bad for a P b**h I'm up now, what's up now, can't tell I took an L Chinese change on no shirt, that fat n***a D-12 n***as hate when I come around, I make 'em nervous, I can tell Talkin' too much, grippin' they pockets, sweatin' and sh**, bitin' they nails This Kel-Tec got a hockey stick Ain't gon' sock a b**h, I'll pop a b**h My mama said that's a damn shame how high I get On Jehovah I run fades, LA County sh** [Chorus: Chris O'Bannon] Said she ain't a groupie, then tell me why that b**h is so choosy Askin' if it's Gucci, if we ride drop top in my hoopty And I'ma say that we can do it Don't hate on me 'cause your b**h choosin' I'ma say that we can do it Don't hate on me 'cause your b**h choosin'