Yoppa
Chris Brown Lyrics


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Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy)
Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' llama (ayy)
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a yoppa (yeah)
Know I keep a yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a yoppa
Know I tote that yoppa, bitch you know I keep a yoppa, keep a yoppa

Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times
Don't sleep on me, don't speak on me, it's suicide
Aim it at your brain, it's insane how them slugs fly
Codeine purple rain, is this what it means when doves cry?
Never leave my piece, .40 under the seat
Protect my family 'cause I don't trust the police now
Love my choppa and I know she loves me
Ain't no safety 'cause it got the lemon squeeze

Don't even try
You ain't 'bout that life
You ain't ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life

Flexin' on you, I'm your father (father)
Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' llama
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a yoppa
Know I keep a yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a yoppa
Know I tote that yoppa, bitch you know I keep a yoppa, keep a yoppa

Know I keep a Yoppa, my nigga, I keep a choppa
If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c'est la vie
Say you got a problem, my nigg, so what's the problem?
It can go down right now, just slide up
Should think smarter, should think better
And I ain't 'bout to argue with a grown ass nigga
I ain't here to play no games, give a fuck who you claim
Choppa on me, this the gang, I let it bang

Don't even try
You ain't 'bout that life
You ain't ready to die
Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life

Flexin' on you, I'm your father
Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' llama
Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama
Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a yoppa




Know I keep a yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a yoppa
Know I tote that yoppa, bitch you know I keep a yoppa, keep a yoppa

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Yoppa" by Chris Brown are about his love for guns, which he calls "yoppa" or "choppa." In the first verse, he talks about how much money he has and how he feels like a king because of his wealth. He also talks about how dangerous he is with his weapon and how he is not afraid to use it. He brags about his ability to shoot and implies that he is ready to kill anyone who tries to mess with him.


In the second verse, Chris Brown talks about how he always keeps his gun with him because he doesn't trust the police. He emphasizes the importance of protecting himself and his family at all times. He also mentions the use of codeine and how it affects his mind. He finishes the verse by saying that he loves his gun more than anything and that he is always prepared to use it if necessary.


Overall, the song is about Chris Brown's obsession with guns and his willingness to use them at any time. It's a warning to anyone who tries to mess with him, and he's not afraid to show what he's capable of.


Line by Line Meaning

Flexin' on you, I'm your father (ayy)
I am superior to you and I am showing it off


Choppa spittin' lugees like a motherfuckin' llama (ayy)
My firearm is firing like a llama spits out saliva


Got the big racks on me, bitch, I'm thumbin' through them commas
I have a large sum of money with me and I am going through it


Presidential Rollie got me feelin' like Obama (woo)
My expensive watch is making me feel like the former US President Barack Obama


Blew up big, got me feelin' like Osama
My success and fame is making me feel like a notorious terrorist, Osama Bin Laden


Pussy rappin' 'bout that choppa, bitch, you know I keep a yoppa (yeah)
I am rapping about my firearm and you already know that I always carry it


Know I keep a yoppa, bitch, you know I keep a yoppa
It's already known that I always have a firearm with me


Know I tote that yoppa, bitch you know I keep a yoppa, keep a yoppa
I always carry a firearm with me, always


Keep it on me, it stay on me at all times
I always have my firearm with me, always


Don't sleep on me, don't speak on me, it's suicide
Don't underestimate me and avoid talking negatively about me, it can be dangerous


Aim it at your brain, it's insane how them slugs fly
I am very accurate with my firearm and it's disturbing to see the bullets fly


Codeine purple rain, is this what it means when doves cry?
The purple drink with codeine is making me feel like the song 'When Doves Cry' by Prince


Never leave my piece, .40 under the seat
I never go anywhere without my firearm, the .40 caliber is under the car seat


Protect my family 'cause I don't trust the police now
I am protecting my family because I don't have faith in law enforcement anymore


Love my choppa and I know she loves me
I have a strong attachment and dependence on my firearm


Ain't no safety 'cause it got the lemon squeeze
There is no safety catch on my firearm because it has the 'lemon squeeze' modification for faster shooting


Don't even try
Don't attempt anything against me


You ain't 'bout that life
You are not prepared for this kind of lifestyle


You ain't ready to die
You are not willing to risk your life like I am


Choppa tell the truth, it expose your life
My firearm reveals the real you and your intentions


Know I keep a Yoppa, my nigga, I keep a choppa
I always have a firearm with me, always


If you put it in, your gun jam, sayonara, c'est la vie
If you bring a faulty firearm, you are in trouble, goodbye


Say you got a problem, my nigg, so what's the problem?
You said there is an issue, so what is the issue?


It can go down right now, just slide up
Things can take a violent turn at this moment if you approach me


Should think smarter, should think better
You should use your brain and make better decisions


And I ain't 'bout to argue with a grown ass nigga
I am not going to waste my time debating with a mature person


I ain't here to play no games, give a fuck who you claim
I am not interested in playing around, I don't care who you think you are


Choppa on me, this the gang, I let it bang
My firearm is with me, this is my crew, and I am willing to use it




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Michael Lamar II White, Anthony Lavelle Barfield, Antwan Thompson, Christopher Maurice Brown, Orrin Monzale Wilson, Patrizio Pigliapoco

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Surge Herbs

Chris and trippie??? Wtf 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Doeyaight He

GeekedUp2ThaMax they Been In The stu Wit each other since summer, been offical ion kno Why Everybody Dont kno Bout it

babyrevive

Ikr that's what I was thinking why these new rappers goin wit really good ones for years.

SayGoodBye

They both bloods that live in LA so it’s not that surprising lol. Song is great

Cynthia Alvarado

GeekedUp2ThaMax it's only fire cuz of big 14 don't act like Chris gay ahh go hard LMAO we cartel don't fuck wit chrissy

Yuleidy Gonzalez

my two favs👏🏼

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Alex Campos

I don't know why Trippie is so underrated, he deserves better

Maria Do Carmo Da Silva Cabral

He is not underrated he just have a particular way too glow up his career not like others in this generation but for real everyone know he's lit

TJ G

@Maria Do Carmo Da Silva Cabral he not underrated anymore

Kamchiro III

Guys can we just agree that they were both good

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