Lyrics

UFO's on their toes Revolve around the beauty She controls autopilots And they orbit 'round her booty Every bro is tryna cop her She wants gold but they got copper It's like bro he tryna talk up But she's on a hella choppa Hella Choppa Addicted to the courtesy Attention is her currency Crocodile tears make a brother file up bankruptcy It ain't her fault She's just pretty and smart She'll go so far the lemon dilemma use it before they rot The crashing of a chopper makes a sore loser scoff They act like they would never But really just couldn't get her When she curious but fails to better Boys will feel vicarious pleasure Boys will take imperious measures to Show her indeed they are worthy of treasure UFO's on their toes Revolve around the beauty She controls autopilots And they orbit 'round her booty Every bro is tryna cop her She wants gold but they got copper It's like bro he tryna talk up But she's on a hella choppa Hella Choppa (bro she's on a second chapter)
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