Carl Mitchell - Chocolate Fe's and Redbones lyrics

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Carl Mitchell - Chocolate Fe's and Redbones lyrics

[Johnny P ad lib croons for 16 seconds] [Hook: Johnny P] Rollin down the street on some shiny twenty-four's Pullin up with chocolate fe's and redbones (la la la la la) Blowin on some 'dro while I spend my money flow Pullin up with chocolate fe's and redbones (honey no) Rollin down the street on some shiny twenty-fo's Pullin up with chocolate fe's and redbones (chocolate fe's and redbones) Blowin on some 'dro while I spend my money flow Pullin up with chocolate fe's and redbones (ohh yeah) [Twista] + (Johnny P) One two three You ain't never seen a motherf**ing pimp like me Stay up in the street lookin for honies throwin money in the club Chubby thug ballin in the white tee Roll a Swisher up and take it to the head Havin fantasies of havin me two b**hes in the bed Dark-skinned and light-skinned like Mike, both of 'em lookin right Spectacular when I get up in them legs Have you ever seen a light-skinned freak bu*ter pecan or vanilla, nipples and the p**y pink (Hazel-eyed jet black baby hair that'll hurt yo' hearrrrrrt) Have you ever seen a dark-skinned freak Sexy and chocolate when she dropping it, my African Queen (When she start sweating she look like a Hershey bar) The three of us need to travel to an exotic place Where y'all can double up on me, take me to outer space Or we can keep it ghetto and hang in the hood on the porch And later on we can f** in front of the fireplace But for now I'm only dippin through the block Expressin to you all of the feelings in my chest Wishin I could find a couple of girls on what I'm on So they could help me end my stress, until then I'm just [Hook] (w/ new ad libs) [Twista] + (Johnny P) Look at lil' red Talkin jazzy at the mouth, cause she think she the sh** Thinkin everybody around supposed to bow down to her Cause she spoiled, but she's still my b**h Now come take a look at miss black Always got an attitude, and she stay on the attack Why you always wanna whoop a n***a a**, tellin me I'm bogus But I love you cause yo' a** so fat So now I gotta pimp my ride Custom interior, computer, and chrome on the side Paint job can make you look like bu*ter rollin But you ain't rollin unless you got some twenty-fo's on the ride And the doors suicide n***as hatin but the b**hes on the dick when the doors go up Let the enemy see you good When the homies in the ride and the forks and the Four's go up ... steady bendin through the block, and I'm tryin to find a ho (And I'm pullin up with somethin candy painted mayyyne) Everybody call me Twista, representer for the city of the dough (Standin out on Madison screamin out ain't it mayyyne) Hit 'em with the one two three [Hook] (w/ more different ad libs) [Johnny P - repeat 2X to fade] You know I love my chocolate fe's and my redbones I still love my peanut bu*ter and my caramel girls I got love for my chocolate fe's and my redbones I still love my peanut bu*ter and my caramel girls

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