Lyrics:
Talkin bout
Back in the mix I'm gettin hot
Send me the Zelle I got the drop
Where niggas at I got the drop
Never could slip they need a mop
Back in
Ayy, I'm tryna get my guap
Ayy, I cannot fuck wit cops
Ayy, I really don't have opps
Ayy, wet that block get a mop
Uh, strike that boy, I bowl
Uh,
Hit they block been toting Mops since I was little
Ain't got to ask if I'm gone shoot I'm off the dribble
Bounce out the whip and if he run better
mam zdania w sprawie eutanazji
Za to mam zdanie w sprawie Leppera
Myślę, że się nie zabił tylko ubił skurwiela
Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
Mops co ty
write down the lessons
Chorus
I go make the haters shot up (ooh)
Plenty don run mop cause I don fuck-up
But who no dey fuck-up (ooh)
I go make
pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet ass pussy
Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge
Extra
a lot
Never dissing all we do is pop
Always winning we never gon stop
I'm on the road to the top
I'm finna a give it a mop
They go crazy whenever I drop
Mop
Mop
Mop
И бейби не играет в игры - но со мной раздета
Дела не ждут, не упускаю время
Я не скучаю по бывшей, просто хочу ее жопу
Даешь мне слово
Yeah, I'm on the run
Here I come, I'm with your mom (We got London On Da Track)
If the opp come, I get to squeezin' on the mop
I'm on the run,
Hundred grand, tell em' bring a mop
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Shorty pop pill, pop pussy
Bust
Somebody tell the club owner he don't need no mop tonight
'Cause you about to make it drop tonight
'Cause every time that you dance
Every thing
okay
My ex told me she needed space (space)
I guess we both goin' to Mars, okay
I cannot forget the base
I'm takin' my mop on my dates, okay
Just
ain't seen a real POSSE, until you seen the M.O.P.
Chill kid, cause you gon' cause Fame to get fatal
Smash and mash your monkey-ass like potatoes (uhh)
no luggage tight trippin'
M.O.P. first fam, slip the clippin' right
Heat up your chest and mind show your people flesh and blood
When I join
Aaaah. Fuck it, Fuck you, Come on! Ah
Chorus:
M.O.P.: Its the way of the world, right? (Aaaah)
Billy Danze: Can't nobody change
The way them thug
Uhh, uhh...
Uhh, uhh...
M.O.P. in the house, kid.
BLAU! You know what I'm sayin? Check this out.
Lil Fame's a trigga nigga.
Billy Danze
can
Dont make me take my earrings out
Cause I'll show you what a catfight's all about
I'll throw you down and mop the floor
A man like mine's worth
earrings out
Cause I'll show you what a catfight's all about
I'll throw you down and mop the floor
A man like mine's worth fightin for
Dont make me take my
okay
My ex told me she needed space (space)
I guess we both goin' to Mars, okay
I cannot forget the base
I'm takin' my mop on my dates, okay
Just
of pleasing,
Fifteen minutes of blowing my top (mop! mop! mop!)
Well, if your man ain't treating you right,
Come up and see your Dan.
I'll rock 'em, roll
Last year I took a hit
Now you can hit me for hits
Gettin’ da mop from a ting
Mopping the floor wit a nigga
Niggas be thinkin’ Iss easy
Thass what
to see you make it, incubator 80's baby
One up top ahky, somethin' stocky in the choppy
Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy, bet he mop 'em
Pour a four
gossip like bitches, tell 'em stop
(Nigga, stop)
Clean a nigga whole crib with the mop
(Bah, bah, bah)
Nigga whole wrist filled with rocks (Ice)
Foreigns
the pros and cons" - MOP 'Face Off'
"You know the fuckin' concept" -
Planet Asia 'Definition Of Ill"
"So get with the program" -
Show & AG 'Represent'
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