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Choclair
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Yo, I'm the type of man give a damn about a bitch
Shaking ass for some chips or love a man for his whip
Certainly I be different in the ways that myself displays
'Member me from the first time that I tried
Talk but you walk wit'cha nose up high
Now you see the tips and now you beggin' for apply
When you down on all fours I throw my dick up in yo' eye
(Yo Chox why?) 'Cause I don't care
So you can run tell your friends that you fucked Choclair
Trick, not here, you gotta earn this push
But listen to me clear, this shaft don't get bushed
Said more clearly, you can go down and get a mouthful of my
Personality (Yo Chox, you nasty) Yeah, nasty is all
I've done tracks for my ladies, diss tracks for my dogs
My super swarf dogs, the working blue collar
Get the raw shit from Cheers, the rest from Ro Dollar
Ro, Ro Dollar, slappin' yo' ass
Driving your girl like a black Impala
See you missed your chance girl, now you left chasin'
Wish you gettin' fucked on the basin
Give a damn if radios play me, I'm pumped in the club
On the roast chicken showin' love, what?
Jam on!
To my people that's feelin' alright and wanna hear me on their station
Jam on!
To my ladies that's showin' me love from nation to nation
Jam on!
To my people from the T dot O and all my heads in the East borough
Jam on!
To my people up in NYC and Long Isle, where you at, Cap?
Jam on!
Meticulously pass through the club like harpoons
Leave on the low in a car that's maroon
It's filled up with boom and smoked out um
Eyes strain, shake the stress with a glass of Marnier
Did it my way but with no blue eyes
A paratroop on your turf and throw your face in dirt
Skills tight like a old shirt
And over time in the studio gives me more work
Never gon' get jerked
'Cause my four wide peripheral vision
Lock all moves down with precision
And truck like a Expeed, ride like a S.D
S Cadillac, and yes, fuckin' with this, you get your style busted
Half a mil' for the deal, yours a few bills
Respect mine or get chopped by mine
All your hard talk, not hearin' it
Your whole career's flopped, period, next topic
Yo, I heat like the tropics
All these girls on tour, they jump in my optics
Shakin' they thang, givin' they names
Say they love Choclair and Saukrates brand
Throwin' they ass my way
It's dodgeball I play, jumpin' through tires
Make my feet tired, squattin' this kid
Monolith, I see you at the top, kid
Jam on!
To my people that's feelin' alright and wanna hear me on their station
Jam on!
To my ladies that's showin' me love from nation to nation
Jam on!
To my people from the T dot O and all my heads in the East borough
Jam on!
To my people from Van City, yo Rascal's, where you at, dog?
Jam on!
Now all you freaks on tour, I got more balls for your jaws
And dicks for your lips now (Ain't that some shit?)
Now ain't that a bitch?
People try to come through for kicks but I'm dancin' on both shoelaces
Then laugh in they faces
I dominate all changes in all places, all territories
From rags to riches, still no glories
Some talk a lot of drama but still they bore me
It's hard to ignore me, I'm stained in their brain
Choclair or Chiznack, all means the same
When your career flops I guess I'm to blame
'Cause I raised all the stakes and pushed you out of place
Wanna coexist with the lyricist
Who rides like a Navi' and sexes in a Tempest?
But the rhymes stay relentless
And every word I said, you know that Chox meant it
Kids see Chox, they start runnin' right up
The girls see the Chiz and she's lovin' it up
When the Circle's night out we bubble it up
Choclair runnin' amok, nigga, nigga, what?
Jam on!
To my people that's feelin' alright and wanna hear me on their station
Jam on!
To my ladies that's showin' me love from nation to nation
Jam on!
To my people from the T dot O and all my heads, where you at, dog?
Jam on!
To my people from Van City, yo Rascal's, where you at, man?
Jam on!
To my people that's feelin' alright and wanna hear me on their station
Jam on!
To my ladies that's showin' me love from nation to nation
Jam on!
To my people from the Capital City
Where you at, where you, where you at?
Jam on!
To my cuz in the ATL, OJ, San Diego, 'sup, nigga?
Jam on!
Jam on!
Jam on!
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