Lyrics Lookin Good (feat. Jahbo) - Choppa
(*talking*)
What's
up,
ah
ha,
come
on
Choppa
Style.
Jahbo,
Playa
Will
On
the
track
come
on
[Choppa]
Ooh
girl
you
looking
good,
give
lil
Choppa
a
holla
Cause
I
could
take
you
out
that
Baby
Phat,
and
put
you
in
Prada
Choppa
Style
came
from
nothing,
to
having
some
change
Now
everybody's
in
my
face,
wanting
to
look
at
me
strange
Now
I
ain't
even
got
a
Range
yet,
but
that's
alright
baby
Cause
I
ain't
got
my
change
yet,
and
I
ain't
nice
And
I
ain't
right,
and
I
ain't
flipping
chicks
But
I
ain't
really
nothing
nice,
when
I'm
spitting
hits
You
feel
this
shit,
then
won't
you
bob
your
head
back
and
forward
And
if
you
like
the
way
it
sound,
go
to
the
store
and
sco'
it
You
see
me,
I'm
low
key,
cause
I
got
this
And
Choppa
style
dropping
nothing
but
some
hot
hits,
some
hot
hits
I
can't
wait,
till
I'm
living
lavage,
call
me
Choppa
Tim
Smooth,
cause
I
gotta
have
it
And
this
not
for
a
career,
its
all
for
fun
And
I'm
not
from
St.
Louis,
but
I'm
number
one,
I'm
number
one
[Chorus:
Jahbo
- 2X]
Girl
you
looking
good,
come
and
ride
with
me
Hop
in
my
6 you
looking
nice,
in
them
Prada
jeans
So
won't
you
drop
it,
bend
it
over,
touch
your
toes
for
me
Bend
it,
make
that
booty
wiggle
wobble
out
for
me
[Choppa]
I
got
your
head
board
banging,
ooh
la-la-la
When
I
ask
you
who
you
loving,
you
say
Chop-Chop-Chop
I'm
making
it
hot,
coming
through
and
breaking
your
twat
Don't
you
worry
bout
twenty
minutes,
cause
I
ain't
gonna
stop
You
say
you
wanna
get
served
wobble,
so
I'm
gon
find
you
You
say
you
wanna
hot
boy,
with
a
condo
How
you
like
it,
from
the
back
or
your
legs
in
the
air
You
could
ride
it,
you
could
dodge
it
girl,
I
just
don't
care
Cause
I'ma
serve
it
like
I
beat
it,
like
I
chop
it
like
a
dog
I'ma
make
you
touch
your
toes,
sit
you
down
and
break
you
off
To
you
fat
girls,
I
don't
discriminate
on
y'all
If
you
can
break
me
with
your
wiggle,
I'll
do
you
like
a
dog
I
want
a
slim,
fine
woman,
so
I
could
break
her
cousin
Cause
Choppa's
like
Popeye's
chicken,
you
gotta
love
him
The
next
time
you
think,
that
you
won't
get
served
proper
I
got
your
head
board
banging,
p.s.
just
love
Choppa
[Chorus
- 2X]
[Choppa]
I
want
a
slim,
fine
woman,
who
as
cute
as
the
(what)
Never
ever
labeled
a
duck,
but
always
quick
to
buck
A
attitude
sometimes,
but
not
a
project
child
But
if
needed
to
bend
some
piece,
she
acting
project
style
And
she
walk
like
a
model,
when
she
up
in
them
streets
Prada
pants,
Prada
purse,
Prada
shoes
on
her
feet
She
don't
hang
with
messy
chickens,
cause
she
say
that
they
sad
They
already
know
the
difference,
its
lust
they
got
it
bad
She
don't
listen
to,
what
you
say
bout
me
and
them
broads
She
never
listen
from
the
jump,
though
her
head
is
hard
If
she
tell
me
she
gon
leave
me,
so
my
heart
ain't
gon
stop
I
get
a
playa
bring
a
mill,
and
my
woman
I'll
watch
And
oh,
tell
your
baby
daddy,
he
ain't
got
nothing
on
me
Going
rounds
and
he
gon
shoot
me,
tell
him
up
it
and
see
Oh,
you
wonder
how
she
really
got
that
mark
on
her
chest
Ask
your
girl,
she'll
probably
tell
you,
but
that
ain't
nothing
but
mess
[Chorus
- 4X]
Album
Straight From the N.O.
1 Gettin Money (feat. Currensy)
2 Shake It Like That (feat. Currensy)
3 Hatin (feat. Money Hype)
4 Lookin Good (feat. Jahbo)
5 Holla at Me (feat. Currensy)
6 Dirty Dirty
7 Choppa Style (feat. Master P)
8 Straight From the N.O. (feat. Big Man)
9 Represent Yo Block (feat. B.G. Master P)
10 Imma Be Here
11 Brick Jungle
12 Keep It Poppin (feat. Weebie Money)
13 Aaahhh (Oh Yeah)
14 Choppa Rock
15 Outro
16 [untitled]
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