Choose You Lyrics Translation in English

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Something Wrong?

[Intro]

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)

(Hmm, look like DJ Chose)

(Hmm, looks like DJ Chose)



[Chorus: DJ Chose]

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)

Your sister must be bad (Bad)

Your sister must be bad (Bad)

Your friends must be bad (Bad)

Your friends must be bad (Bad)

Your haters must be mad (Mad)

Your haters must be mad (Mad)

'Cause damn, look at that ass, yeah

'Cause damn, look at that ass, yeah

Five, six, seven, eight, uh

Five, six, seven, eight, uh

Let them bitches hate

Let them bitches hate

Seven, eight, nine, ten (Ten)

Seven, eight, nine, ten (Ten)

You a fuckin' ten

You a fuckin' ten

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)



[Verse 1: DJ Chose]

Look how she pop it (How she pop it)

Look how she pop it (How she pop it)

I'ma do what she say, she can call me Simon (You can call me Simon)

I'ma do what she say, she can call me Simon (You can call me Simon)

She such a fuckin' dime, I'ma call her diamond, yeah (Call her diamond), uh

She's such a fuckin' dime, I'ma call her diamond, yeah (Call her diamond), uh

If she got that WAP, I'ma take her shoppin' (I'ma take her shoppin')

If she got that WAP, I'ma take her shopping (I'ma take her shopping)

Damn, I seen her mama and her mama thick (Thick)

Damn, I seen her mama and her mama thick (Thick)

I ain't no trick, but if I hit (Yeah), I'll pay her mama rent

I ain't no trick, but if I hit (Yeah), I'll pay her mama rent

Hol' up, hold up, wait (Wait), that's too far (That's too far)

Hold up, hold up, wait (Wait), that's too far (That's too far)

She say she drive stick but not the one that's in the car (Skrrt)

She say she drive stick but not the one that's in the car (Skrrt)

Yeah, I'ma let her ride (I'ma let her ride)

Yeah, I'ma let her ride (I'ma let her ride)

And her sister bad too, I can't decide (I can't decide)

And her sister bad too, I can't decide (I can't decide)

Haha, but I'm tryin' (But I'm tryin')

Haha, but I'm tryin' (But I'm tryin')

Don't let me meet your cousins 'cause I know they fine (I know they fine)

Don't let me meet your cousins 'cause I know they fine (I know they fine)



[Chorus: DJ Chose & Gucci Mane]

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)

Your sister must be bad (Bad)

Your sister must be bad (Bad)

Your friends must be bad (Bad)

Your friends must be bad (Bad)

Your haters must be mad (Mad)

Your haters must be mad (Mad)

'Cause damn, look at that ass, yeah

'Cause damn, look at that ass, yeah

Five, six, seven, eight, uh (Uh)

Five, six, seven, eight, uh (Uh)

Let them bitches hate

Let them bitches hate

Seven, eight, nine, ten (Ten)

Seven, eight, nine, ten (Ten)

You a fuckin' ten

You a fuckin' ten

Your mama must be fine (Wow)

Your mama must be fine (Wow)

Your granny must be fine (Huh)

Your granny must be fine (Huh)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Go)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Go)



[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

Shawty fine as hell (Yeah), but she slick as gel (Huh?)

Shawty fine as hell (Yeah), but she slick as gel (Huh?)

She got a sugar daddy, he play in the NFL (Wow)

She got a sugar daddy, he play in the NFL (Wow)

You know she a dime, you can tell by how she smell (Damn)

You know she a dime, you can tell by how she smell (Damn)

Her ex nigga a killer and he just came home from jail

Her ex nigga a killer and he just came home from jail

Bitch so bad, you buy her Gucci, YSL, Chanel (It's Gucci)

Bitch so bad, you buy her Gucci, YSL, Chanel (It's Gucci)

She's super jazzy all the way from her hair down to her nails (Nails)

She's super jazzy all the way from her hair down to her nails (Nails)

All that body, baby, God, can't keep it on the shelf (No)

All that body, baby, God, can't keep it on the shelf (No)

And when she come around, can't keep my hands to myself (Yeah)

And when she come around, can't keep my hands to myself (Yeah)

She got me goin' so hard that it got me out of breath

She got me going so hard that it got me out of breath

Designer sheets for my lil' freak, Versace when we slept

Designer sheets for my lil' freak, Versace when we slept

Don't sleep on my lil' dime piece, she the best that's quietest kept (Woah)

Don't sleep on my lil' dime piece, she the best that's quietest kept (Woah)

Guwop gon' keep a dime, a nine or less fuck up my rep (It's Gucci)

Guwop gon' keep a dime, a nine or less fuck up my rep (It's Gucci)



[Chorus: DJ Chose]

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)

Your sister must be bad (Bad)

Your sister must be bad (Bad)

Your friends must be bad (Bad)

Your friends must be bad (Bad)

Your haters must be mad (Mad)

Your haters must be mad (Mad)

'Cause damn, look at that ass, yeah

'Cause damn, look at that ass, yeah

Five, six, seven, eight, uh

Five, six, seven, eight, uh

Let them bitches hate

Let them bitches hate

Seven, eight, nine, ten (Ten)

Seven, eight, nine, ten (Ten)

You a fuckin' ten

You a fuckin' ten

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your mama must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your granny must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

Your auntie must be fine (Fine)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)

'Cause damn, you a dime (Dime)



[Outro]

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)

(Hmm, look like DJ Chose)

(Hmm, looks like DJ Chose)

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