Chooch’s Bitch

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Chooch’s Bitch

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She was in my hair, she was everywhere Every time I looked at her she loaded up Went into my room, it was like a tomb She picked the lock and then she took all my stuff Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your bitch along Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... Choo, Choo, Choochie come on Shootin' hoops out loud, then you broke your mouth Cryin' 'bout the ankle that you twisted once Now you're back again, yeah my burnin' friend Talkin' 'bout some tanks for a hundred bucks Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your bitch along Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your bitch along Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come into my house, yeah, knock yourself out Every time I look at him he loads it up Kick it once again, carpet stinks like sin But you bite the hand that likes to feed you now Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your bitch along Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your bitch along Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your bitch along Choo, Choo, Choochie come on... Choo, Choo, Choochie come on and bring your bitch along

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