Artist: Riff Raff f/ Lil Wayne Album: Karate Chop (Freestyle) Song: Karate Chop (Remix) Typed by: lcstyle@hotmail.com You know, it's just some real nigga shit, your real nigga story You know what I'm saying? Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in that new Rrari Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine Serving to the dope fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billy Jean Got a Panamera on a young nigga here Got a young bitch pulling up in a van Smoke a lot of kush and I have a lot of sex Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check Bitch, a nigga get money, nigga get that Hold up, brother run it, nigga sell up all the crack You can hear that nigga lying, hold up, what you want? I get bubble Maserati with the duffer, don't wanna look 50 thousand on your watch, damn nigga splurge Hold up ace of spade, 'bout to sip a coup of syrup Keep a young nigga working at a buzz a K I'mma take a phone call, busting every pay Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in that new rrari Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine Serving to the dope fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billy Jean I lift off, Lamborghini lip gloss Tropicana diamond cuffs cool my wrist off The wheels cold icy cuffs with the glossy chain The frosted flake tony tiger tangerine rain Gotta couple flips couple tricks under sleeve I can sneeze I can change the breeze to winter season Balling for no reason balling for the people I flew across Brazil with the bald eagle Here's the sequel: all back on the Buick Regal Both door handle sanded with the desert eagle Jody drankin sake bombs in the Kawasaki Awww shit look who it is: the white Mr. Miyagi Ice upon my chest they figured I played hockey (wayne gretsky) The way I drive the box Porsche, figured I was kin to rocky Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in that new rrari Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine Serving to the dope fiends Blowing money, stay clean Michael Jackson, Billy Jean Who bad? Pop a lot of pain pill Bout to put rims on my skateboard wheel Beat that pussy up like Emmitt Till Two cellphone ringing at the same time That's your hoe calling from two different phones Tell that bitch leave me the fuck alone See you fuck her wrong and I fuck her long I got a love/hate relationship with molly I rather pop an olly and my dick is a trolley Boy I bury you like holly They say I'm blind 'cause I don't see nothing wrong With a little bump and grind and I just received a package them other niggas taxing and my pocket so fat I start to feel contractions And my cousin went to jail for them chickens And he already home, man, that nigga must be snitching Cut him off like karate Slang a bunch of narcotics Pull up in that new rrari Living like John Gotti Chopping bricks like karate Drink a bunch of codeine Serving to the dope fiends Blowing money stay clean Michael Jackson Billy Jean