Listen to Dakota Johnson’s Sweatpants (feat. Israel! & Hybrid) by CTO Chop

Dakota Johnson’s Sweatpants (feat. Israel! & Hybrid)

CTO Chop

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

(Dakota Johnson) Excuse me while I slip into a pair of old sweatpants (CTO Chop) Came up from nothing no one would accept me How you support everybody except me School is now virtual why would you test me I'm up in traffic like Jefferey Epstein I would choose rapping instead of these colleges Now a days girls sleep wit men for a scholarship He wanna fight put my fist on his bottom lip Gotta grip tight round his neck make his collar rip Bars keep on coming my brain might be bottomless When I hear yours I get sleepy Nate Robinson Confidence Needed when sitting in offices Positive thinking brings practical dominance Opposite traits of these women nah judging But one of them look like a big hippopotamus Promises kept and some secrets get out But you won't hears lies coming out my esophagus Uhh I got this bag lay low She a latina she looking like jlo Jus like I'm doja cat do what I say so Shipping the pack, jus like Jeff bezos Yea, imma pull up wit that dagger Choppa gon make em dance like he mcjagger Climbing the charts like I'm off of a ladder Boy you a phony you know that I'm better Aye, I'm better than you you Uh better than you and your crew Yea I be rapping I stay in the stu Stay wit ya sister yk what I do Ooh know what I do ooh Flow is so cold that I might catch the flu Ooh Drip on my shoes Drip on my body I feel like I'm lit on a cruise (ISRAEL!) That boy a creep just he Harvey Weinstein But we upfront, swear y'all rappers behind me Just like Tien, I hit you with that Tri-beam Ice, ice it's all up on my time piece Swear when I make it I'll live in a condo Just like Jack Black, said I'm libré and nacho Shorty bang on my- Shorty bang on my meat just like a Congo I got a message for rappers that's don't Promote all they music and think it gon blow Know we get sloppy I'm not talking Joe Just like I'm Johnny I'm at yo front door Cranking dat Jit just like Soulja Boy Oh Just like a chair said that boy he gon fold Just like a park we got poles we gone tote They skinned a cheetah to make me my coat That boy a kitty I took him to Petco I Stole his whole pack then I sold it on Let Go My flow it keep switching don't match with the tempo My choppa gon bust just like coke and some mentos MY HOUSE FULL, MARY KATE MY TRIGGER PULL COUNT MY CAKE RIGHT IN MY POOL I BROUGHT MY PLATE Steak and Lobster, I'm dead eating pretty great Run it up! Algebra teacher, I sum it up Fun and stuff He a lick he think he run with us Some of them losing and some of them coming up Blowing up getting views humina humina (HYBRID) Aye, aye, what? Aye, aye, what? what? what? thank you Doing him dirty I had to go get the mop Here wit Israel and chop you know it's a bop Holding the game in my palm I got it on lock Ya this is happening I see you still in shock I'm about to hop on this track I'm gonna eat I do not mess with your track they not for me Coming in the co with the aim you really Think it's a game but that is really a shame to D-I-E They be like tats on my body and my face to uh That's somebody I could relate to uh I don't chat wit nobody if I want to uh It's a fact everybody used to know you uh Everybody wanna be me ice water fit got the drip Got me a Snapple so I take a sip I like wearing blue but I'm not even a crip Stay in the flow do the stuff I relate to ship Go get a hussle that's shoutout to Nip Man. bro this is too easy
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