Текст песни Chum Bucket - Mel V

Grr! Chopper!
3.5 in my motherfuckin' backwood
He ain't from the hood, but your ass wanna act hood
Bitch, you need an Emmy for the way that you act good
Lil' ass puppy, I'm the motherfuckin' werewolf
Bitch from them racks, I'ma turn to a big crook
Poppin' on shit in this bitch like I'm Bigfoot
On a fuck nigga block, see ya, I'll ambush (chopper!)

Run it back! Grr! Grr!
3.5 in my motherfuckin' backwood
He ain't from the hood, but your ass wanna act hood
Bitch, you need an Emmy for the way that you act good
Lil' ass puppy, I'm the motherfuckin' werewolf
Bitch from them racks, I'ma turn to a big crook
Poppin' on shit in this bitch like I'm Bigfoot
On a fuck nigga block, see ya, I'll ambush (chopper!)

Yup, I'm in this bitch, and I'm so fuckin' turnt
Take me some drugs when I'm tryna lit up
When I'ma get rich, I done my work
I think I deserve it, I put in that work
Stay in my bed like this shit toy brush
Stay in my bed, nigga, being broke hurts
I need some healing, I'm like a little church

I'm ready to blitz, put you in a hearse
I'm ready to blitz, I be mad as shit
I be depressed, but I know I'm that bitch
Go to the stu', tryna make me a hit
Talk about all my body, hos wanna quit
Bitch, go swag with your people, lit
I just wear what I want, I don't think about it
Talk about all my body, I'm fuckin' elite

I ain't fuckin' with sinister hos
Bitches be whips, so I keep me a pole
Niggas say he a freak, so I put a coochie up all in his hole
He know my body, what I say, it goes
Custom-made pieces, can't fuck with my clothes
You bitches, nothing can't fuck with my stilettos
You don't know how, bitch, you broke, got no C-notes

Take it and shove, I'll fuck you and your ego
Talking some shit when you smell like some Fritos
Dusty assholes always runnin' they mouth
I wanna be famous, that's all chasing clout
Tryna copy the swag, but you look like a clown
Get all of y'all crusty assholes movin' around
Poppin' on hos and they don't make a sound
Look at my skin, bitches pretty and brown

You not like me, you just wanna be down
I got so many clothes, but I can't even count
Bitch, I can't even count
Watchin' this shit, I know you bitches mad
Before I got beef, I go run up the bag
The difference between me and y'all fuckin' next
You're like this hot shit, but can't go rack for rack

Bitch, you're like this hot shit, but can't go rack for rack
Bitch! Chopper! Stanky bitch!
Fuck you talkin' about?
Stank ass hoes, ugly ass hoes