Lyrics:
a bih, yeah, pop out
(Pop out) yeah, I make bread
Give a fuck 'bout what you talk 'bout
Yeah, 'lil shawty 'bout to pop
Out with a mop out, she gon' top out
grab my .44 and mop the flo'
I Mop & Glo, the feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring
keen
On flinches galore with me
When fate steps in on the scene
And mops up the floor with me
No wonder I'm a bit under par
For you're so near
It doesn't make any difference
Oh fudge, ah well, fudge
Ah Barnum gee whiz rag mop
You know gosh all whillickers
Under the wedding ring I feel
down in F.L.A.
Well, she dances to the bop, cha-cha rag-a-mop
Dances to the shake, rocks the bunny hop, woh, woh, woh, woh
Well, she dances
keen
On clinches galore with me
When fate steps in on the scene
And mops up the floor with me
No wonder I'm a bit under par
For you're so near
president's resident, and I'm the first dog
You know the M.O.P status
In the history of crime and rap we some the baddest
Word to the mommy
Any
a chopshop
Told her she can no longer shop at Top Shop
Shanaynay and Balmain on her bop-bop
Drippin' and spillin', bitch, better bring a mop-mop (uh, ayy)
grab my .44 and mop the flo'
I Mop & Glo, the feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring
man)
Zoveel koppen, je zou denken ben een barber (oh wow)
Je kent 't wel (mmm)
Bad bitch op m'n hip, dus m'n dick die wordt harder (lekker mop)
Je
up this chop' (when I up this chop')
I make you fold like a bitch (bitch)
I'ma pull up with a mop (I'ma pull up with a mop)
And I'ma put holes in
ride (my nigga Uni, the whole MOP)
For my homies on the block that died even my baby momma nigga)
It's dedicated to my niggas that's locked
Who's OT
from a leg shot (baby)
Gang tryna beat him, he already shot
Already sweeped him, brodie brought the mop
Brodie off a stick, purgin' on the opps
a mop (mop)
Thud, thud, make sure you don't flop
Leave floor with no crumbs, no flaw (flaw)
Oh, hesitate push me to the wall
Pullin' up Louis boot,
ball like ping that, ping that
I fell in love with the guap as well (Uh-uh)
I fell in love with this mop as well (Uh-uh)
Why does my man think that he's
gotta buy a mop
Invest in handguns, Glocks
Pocket watching till you get shot
Baby gyal I only want top
Spoiled rotten
Shopping
Quater milly wrist
again
That mop and bucket again
Empty and rubbish again
And these feds try cuff me again
Lord knows that I’m touching again
Still try do man fuckery again
talkin' extorted, get hit with the mop
I'm geeked out, Roxies, broad day
Man, I need me a baddie like Nicki Minaj
Come put that pussy on me
Girl, that
the mop-top in the back like
'Zilla gorilla, he's a killer, that's night-night
Legends in the fall
Got me a Chevy, baby, and I'ma let it crawl
Got me a pack
"Get the boxes, take 'em to the basement
Do the job right or I'll get a replacement
Get the mop and clean the dirty floors
and when you're finished
but the dogs is coming
This is not not, no, no, motherfucking game
Entertain you motherfuckers is not why I came
It's R.O.C. and M.O.P.
I wipe
harcore MOP type shit
Peace to my other half and
My niggas doing bids
I used to start more shit
Than high school bullies
I was doing my thing since my
buddy be
Lay my enemies out in lines
Come in close now, I'll wash your feet
With my hair I'll mop them dry
With my hair I'll mop them dry
the mop? (The mop)
And I'm with my boys, so you know that the gang shit will not stop
You know that lil' bitch gon' look around
So if she let me fuck,
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