BISHOP LAMONT - Helicopter lyrics

rate me

High as a mother*cking helicopter

I know there’s something a lot of rappers lost the ash

I stay chop, so a lot of y’all gonna lose your heads,

Head huggin’ I know I’m here huggin’ chop the ..

She slip side and have to spit no credit let to slick slick

Take the lick no hikies want me kiss and call it MC

Girl never call em bricky, I’m like a bad bitch

I never been ticky, so come on, come on,

Let’s gonna have to be a quickie,

See, I’ve been in this business for a while now

So much faking me, time to shoot em all down

Don’t be mistaking me, for nothing of this rap clouds

Nobody guard agrees green, ‘cause I’m really in my old town,

Causing yep this California,, account to .. two

So be quick the palm on you,

We down for whatever so we gonna get the shatter

And f*ck the OC nigga, I do it better.

Hook:

High as a mother*cking helicopter (x 3)

Helicopter, helicopter

High-high as a mother*cking helicopter

High as a mother*cking helicopter (x2)

Helicopter, helicopter

How can I explain for play the private plane?

no head to every night, now is pinky in the brain

We do the same thing, tryin to take over the world

A couple new whips more chips and more trips

See do how we do, cross the ocean as it skips

Don’t water sky blue on that ..dump shit,

Caribbean hoes in big cities and make it happen in and out that water like affiliate

Men make the money, money don’t make me,

but men is money, make some mother*ckers that quency

But never I, my bitches from the third eye

so clearly you should fear me no lie,

my intra simple break stops,

yeah, happy metal every born call the six spots

remember me, the nigga y’all pretend to be,

f*ck your P size, my nigga step the victory.

Hook:

High as a mother*cking helicopter (x 3)

Helicopter, helicopter

High-high as a mother*cking helicopter

High as a mother*cking helicopter (x2)

Helicopter, helicopter

I make em see shiver with the lyrics I deliver

Delivery B, ice cold my bars a blizzard,

My grandma is never glissand glamour

So spit trillion kill your Hitchcock no camera

I am a verbal technician, but we let .. so no need for a ..

Open the extra, to send the greature,

I hate you, play it on my knee and then I’m naughty by nature

Treasurist, with me around you won’t exist,

Fake nigga you were all on my hit list,

So bow down, pay I’ma till my great list,

The flow I’m .. no way you can escape this,

Dignity ain’t no seeing me, lyrically,

God bless I represent the truth MC

Soon high in the sky for the naked eye,

I’m bout the clouds motherf*cker yeah you know why?

Hook:

High as a mother*cking helicopter (x 3)

Helicopter, helicopter

High-high as a mother*cking helicopter

High as a mother*cking helicopter (x2)

Helicopter, helicopter