Nef the Pharaoh - Choosy

Song Rating: 7.35/10

Song lyrics:

[Chorus: Chris OBannon]
Said she aint a groupie, then tell me why that b**h is so choosy
Askin if its Gucci, if we ride drop top in my hoopty
And Ima say that we can do it
Dont hate on me cause your b**h choosin
Ima say that we can do it
Dont hate on me cause your b**h choosin

[Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh]
Its all by choice, not forced
Wanna roll with me, my boys
Told her strap up, and ride horse
Hush hush shush, dont make noise, ayy
I let her hit the doobie, cause she didnt 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 dont 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
Its Chang Chang

[Chorus: Chris OBannon]
Said she aint a groupie, then tell me why that b**h is so choosy
Askin if its Gucci, if we ride drop top in my hoopty
And Ima say that we can do it
Dont hate on me cause your b**h choosin
Ima say that we can do it
Dont hate on me cause your b**h choosin

[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
Say she aint 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, aint no hotties that Ima take home, after my shows
I needed trust, not these hoes, I only trust in my bros
Cant answer if your number aint in my phone
Pull up, Im fake aint at home
Pull up, Im fake aint 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 OBannon]
Said she aint a groupie, then tell me why that b**h is so choosy
Askin if its Gucci, if we ride drop top in my hoopty
And Ima say that we can do it
Dont hate on me cause your b**h choosin
Ima say that we can do it
Dont 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, 304s, aint 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 mightve clapped at me
Bills piled up, no toys down, it was bad for a P
b**h Im up now, whats up now, cant 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
Aint gon sock a b**h, Ill pop a b**h
My mama said thats a damn shame how high I get
On Jehovah I run fades, LA County sh**

[Chorus: Chris OBannon]
Said she aint a groupie, then tell me why that b**h is so choosy
Askin if its Gucci, if we ride drop top in my hoopty
And Ima say that we can do it
Dont hate on me cause your b**h choosin
Ima say that we can do it
Dont hate on me cause your b**h choosin

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 03:09