Lyrics:
This ya boy, DLOW
Bop king
And I'm 'bout to get with something new for y'all (turn up)
Know everybody dance, they do their thing (turn up)
But
I'm back, cating a soljah flex
Bop down with my Avirex
As I wreck, check, recollect in full effect
Along with a phat chain round my neck
just so we can get some Ciroc
Ate Corn Flakes, no Fruity Pebbles and Pops
Got chased by the stray dogs when I fled though the block
Bought a 50-cent
when you wrong
Say you gon' ride through the hood and blow your chromes
But you just bop through the hood and blow your horn
If my death is anything
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I keep my game on face when I'm riding on chops
Straight gorilla pimp don't even wave to the bops
Lookin' like a snail crawlin' slow
Tried to pawn a remote control as a motorola
Got it beat bop pubu pull lip and tug
Pooky and snoop-snoop and some other thug
Blacked out in the crack
in it like a champ
You want to feel the bass pump up the amp
Brothers bop their heads to the funk y'all
So many non-believers said I would fall
But now
me feelin' like now I've gotta burn somethin'
Or now I've gotta bop
Cuz when the big one drops, do you know where Air Force One goes?
Oh, you ain't
like I mean it with by big toe tap
Head gonna bop back and forth like that
And if you like what you here you can meet me out back..out back
Chorus
of seasons gone by
The ghosts of winter stalk this land
Jack Frost dances on the icy stones
Gallivanting through the frozen wastes
Be-bop the bones
BEER & FUN & ROCK 'N' ROLL
I used to play guitar in a rock n' roll band,
And the girls wouldn't leave me alone,
The cretin hop, the blitzkrieg bop
a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just living in
WHERE THE PAST GOES ( like a be bop singer)
Ola Onabule © 2006
VERSE 1
bShe can't know what I'm thinking
while I watch her flash chichi smiles
Verse 1:
I lay down bars by the milli-on
Maintain my par- uh! Far beyond
The average spitter- need this elixir
But mine's NaturAL- love my style
up cuz if you get locked up I got yo bread
Just like a hoes I wanna bop it I got yo head
I'll bring another hoe and let her talk to you
you been praying a while wishing to get ya
pockets fi lled
but worry not, I‘ll tell you how it feel
[PRE-CHORUS: JAY]
to love it when you bop your head
down
Listen now
Bop and bounce
Pass around
If you listen
You can hear
Silence talking loud
See myself in words
Never written down
From alright
me
Never been no bitch to admit that I cry a lot
Fuck bein' sad, put them tears up in a fryin' pot
Rockin' by my lonely, since '05 posted
till I reach the top
By makin' bops, I won't flop
Tryna make it out (yuh)
If you are just gonna bring me down, then
Get away from my grind right now,
She's pretty, she's photoshopped by God, drinks a vodka soda
She walks with a bop in her step, and she waits for no one
And I won't come down, until
to level up
Why these rappers hella sus? Jeans too tight that's why they can't adjust
They tried to knock me off the bluff now a nigga diddy bop like brother
I's don't you play with me
Got it locked A to Z yea
Too busy to follow yo trend
I'll build the model and win
If it ain't now yo pride be swallowed by
bugged
And I'm a thug, the hoes like us
Come party with the gang-gang, you gon' have fun
I might pull up with your bop, I got her off the drugs
Drop
on thick bitches, you can't be boney (nah)
Stay up, stay low, get it by my lonely (yeah)
Pop a perc, put me down, I'm coming back like Piccolo (Piccolo)
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