Toes Out

Album cover art for "Toes Out" by Jdot Breezy & Whoppa Wit Da Choppa

Jdot Breezy & Whoppa Wit Da Choppa - Rap, USA

Toes Out

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[Intro] (Ayy, Zach) (Havok) [Chorus: JDot Breezy] I call her my senorita, what that dope 'bout? She a freak, she an eater, she gon' show out 'Cause she love the way I treat her, fuck her throat out Keep your face down, bitch, and watch your back get blowed out Walk in Neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now Police come, they talkin' 'bout a murder I don't know 'bout Gettin' bread, if I want your head, I bring them loaves out Dress it up for me, classy bitch, she keep her toes out [Verse 1: JDot Breezy] Uh, nasty bitch, mhm, suck it while I drive Want that cat, but I can't crash the whip 'cause I don't got nine lives Suck it slow, this lil' bitch got a grip, she lookin' in my еyes I can't concentrate, shе say, "Don't look at me, nigga, just drive" Drac' with me, I got that cheddar cheese, I'm on I-95 Up with me, nigga, know it's stuck with me, try to slide and you gon' die Told my girl I'm gon' stop cheatin', but I really think I lied 'Cause this bitch here just too freaky and I love the way she ride [Chorus: JDot Breezy] I call her my señorita, what that dope 'bout? She a freak, she an eater, she gon' show out 'Cause she love the way I treat her, fuck her throat out Keep your face down, bitch, and watch your back get blowed out Walk in Neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now Police come, they talkin' 'bout a murder I don't know 'bout Gettin' bread, if I want your head, I bring them loaves out Dress it up for me, classy bitch, she keep her toes out (Whop, ayy) [Verse 2: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa] Spanish bitch, she call me papi, but we ain't no kin (Whop) Just me and Dot when I walk in Switcharoo that bitch, ain't no cuffin' She ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin', she ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' If you ain't with it, that's the end of discussion Don't love these bitches, bruh, but Whop love to fuck 'em I ain't nutting in you, I'ma nut on your stomach Ayy, light skin, she Puerto Rican (Light skin) I just seen the tweets on her page, damn, she freaky (God damn) The way she talkin', I might fly her out for the weekend Know we havin' this shit, we don't care about what we spend, bitch [Chorus: JDot Breezy] I call her my señorita, what that dope 'bout? She a freak, she an eater, she gon' show out 'Cause she love the way I treat her, fuck her throat out Keep your face down, bitch, and watch your back get blowed out Walk in Neiman, spent two thousand cash on my coat now Police come, they talkin' 'bout a murder I don't know 'bout Gettin' bread, if I want your head, I bring them loaves out Dress it up for me, classy bitch, she keep her toes out

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Credits

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  • Jdot Breezy
  • Whoppa Wit Da Choppa