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I was selling dope just like my pops
Every fucking day a body drop can't set up shop
Riding wit that mop I ain't ducking no ops gotta play it smart

was by your side, I never felt the pleasure
Alone in the room, you wouldn't say a word
You wanted to link up I said "okay where?"
Doin' better now,

nothin but cups of tea.
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops,
and he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.

He must have been

on a opp fill him up bra
Friends of opps my comp get pressed
This a compressor
Cunts get squashed
Wap like a mop
One sweep and they all get washed
Gang too

Hey, hey, hey, hey (I love you, KXVI) 

I just woke up, feelin' like Wop
Drop my top, and I ain't got no opps (burr)
And I went Fendi everything,

Brownsville

M.O.P.

Firing Squad

1996

[Incomprehensible], mother fucking M.O.P. way
Mother fucking M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P. way
Mother fucking M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P

running up wid di millions
Life a nuh breeze cya get a ease
Open yuh ears real quick mek mi teach
Need capital fi start by any means
Real life mi chat mi

gettin harrased by the cops fuck 12
Police pull up at every block
She on her knees she gon give me top
She gon clean me good like a mop
Got her the gucci

my business and keep my head up
Dressed for a wake cause I murdered the beat
I go by breezy and still bring the heat
Ya girl is thot but can’t handle

of these hoes
I just grab the pre-rolls, then I roll
I'm at home, with no friends
By myself, in my zone
Cudi Zone playin loud from my phone speakers
No

Creep up with the street sweeper, like nigga, I clean this whole place

Slidin' with that mop stick, like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot

circle by niggas
They play with me like my whole life is a toy
I ain't capping can't make this shit up
Shit get wet then go get a mop
Shawty fly get ready

Don't stop on the clock
I'mma do this til I drop
I might be the laughing stock
Bout to clean up like a mop now
It's a sweep and we riding in the Jeep

for real (gang, gang, 1400-800)
None of that cap ass shit, nigga (big Doe Beezy)
It's up on our end (I'm with that money gang)
You dig? (Freebandz)

stay wit me
That’s a clean gun
I’m tryna clean some
That’s a mop wit a stick I’m tryna bleed em
Catch em and we bleed em out
Pull up wit the gang like

niggas addicted to cleaning, they pulling up swinging them mops
And I got a fetish for counting blue cheddar I'll never go back to a job
Thirty two shots

this what you was speaking of?
I am so evil
Had a one night stand
Woke up took five dollars off of her night stand
Bags over bitches I live by the grind

Still can see you hit a combo
On the sticks and makem floss
Look yo business been so messy
Got you picking up a mop
Mop, mop, mop, don't stop
Stop acting

Arse so fat and a bag, Chanel (yeah)

It's mad how I'm up on the charts (mad) 
But I'm still up on the block
Mop in the bag, it's long like my arm

by myself, now that I’m up they want some wealth uhh
Uhh, I be ballin’ like an athlete
You a bumass lame boy you can’t past me
I’m runnin’, runnin’,

MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck on the dick, now the bitch

life, M.O.P. for your afterlife, M.O.P for your children's life and their children's, children life. 
World famous M.O.P. forever, now Brooklyn stand up

around n link
He say he in the field We gone knock him out his cleats
It is what is so it be what it be
That's a fact!
Don't judge by the cover sum covers

style
The kinda jam that used to make you smile
The kinda thang that made ya mama go wild
Third great white boy - 24 mile

Keep it squeaky clean mop & glo