Future - Karate Chop (Remix) Lyrics
[Featuring: Lil Wayne][Intro]You know, This just some real nigga shit, a real nigga storyYou know what I'm saying?(Hook)Slang a bunch of narcoticsPull up in the new 'rarriLiving like John GottiChopping bricks like karateDrink a bunch of codeineServing to the dope fiendsBlowing money, stay cleanMichael Jackson, Billy Jean[Verse 1: Future]Got a Panamera round a young nigga neckGot a young ***** pulling up in a vetSmoke a lot of kush & I have a lot of sexHad to beat the grind up, ran up my check***** nigga get money, nigga get thatRoll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crackYou can hit a nigga line, order what you wantI can whoop a Maserati, pulling up a donk50,000 on yo watch, young nigga splurgePop a ace of spade bottle, sip a lot of syrupKeep a young nigga workin' gotta buss a capeI'mma take a phone call, hustle everyday(Hook)[Verse 2: Future]Whipping up a cake, just to go and snatch a spiderYoung nigga play with keys, like a type writerAl Capone, John Gotti was a nigga idolI was never snitching, I can put it on the BibleIn a 4 door beamer, driving with a rifleNigga where you at, nigga we go pull up on yaYoung ***** looking like Janet in the 80'sWe was grinding up from a tube and a babyGot the girl dripping wet like a jerry curlGot a styrofoam cup and its full of syrupSend it over from Lil Mexico & Let me WorkI can get 36 for a clean shirt(Hook)[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]Pop a lot of pain pillsBout to put rims on my skateboard wheelsBeat that ***** up like Emmett TillYeah....Two cell phones ringin' at the same timeThat's your ho, callin' from two different phonesTell that ***** "leave me the ***** alone!"See, you ***** her wrong, and I ***** her longI got a love-hate relationship with MollyI'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trollyBoy, I'll bury you like HalleAnd these hoes say I'm blind,Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a little bump and grindMan I just received a packageThem other niggas taxin'And my pockets so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractionsAnd my cousin went to jail for them chickensAnd he already home and that nigga must be snitchin'Cut him off like karate!(Hook)
