Chop Chop Chop

Shh, it's okay it's okay

It's okay it's okay

Damn, you taste good

Damn you, motherfucker

[Coughing]

The wheels on the range go chop, chop, chop

Chop, chop, chop

Chop, chop, chop

Said, the wheels on the range go chop, chop, chop

All up and down the block, block, block

The wheels on the range go chop, chop, chop

Chop, chop, chop

Chop, chop, chop

Said, the wheels on the range go chop, chop, chop

All up and down the block, block, block

Kelly Slater couldn't ride this wave

Or those dudes from The Endless Summer

We getting bent until the sun up

You getting wet up if you run up

Hold on (yeah, uh huh)

Man, the blunt burn for longer

Than the whole Badu concert

And while I was walking back to the whip

And still had a fat clip

I threw it on the floor and said, "shit"

The whole ride back I ain't say shit

'Cause sometimes I be devastated

I need the feeling like I'm levitating

In the lotus flower posed

With patience's with power shows

They say that I been sculpted with a Pharaoh's nose

I like to think that I got Daryl's nose

It's like it's 1986 again

Flushing queens for'real

Fuck the way you feel

I love the way I feel

It's like it's 1986 again

Flushing queens for'real

Fuck the way you feel

Fuck the way you feel, pussy

The wheels on the range go chop, chop, chop

Chop, chop, chop

Chop, chop, chop

Said, the wheels on the range go chop, chop, chop

All up and down the block, block, block

The wheels on the range go chop, chop, chop

Chop, chop, chop

Chop, chop, chop

Said, the wheels on the range go chop, chop, chop

All up and down the block, block, block

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