Lyrics:
You're Ovaltine!
You're a boom,
You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon,
Over Mae West's shoulder,
I'm the nominee of the G.O.P.
Or GOP!
was a DJ
Two, one, yep, three
S-N double O-P, D-O double G
I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it
See I specialize in making all
scandalous raps
The one eight seven kidnaps and jacks
I brought snaps to the game nigga
Raps to the game nigga, I'm that big rap name nigga
S-N double O-P
of the G.O.P. or GOP,
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top! You're the Tower of Babel.
You're the top! You're the Whitney Stable.
When I party in Hollywood, V-I-P
I don't understand the S-T-O-P 'cause
We party forever and get down together
We don't stop, no, and we don't quit
and shit on your lawn again
D.O.C. get it, C.O.D., my hood
P.O.P., nigga, N.J. deep, baby
Jersey state of mind, Method Man, lock 'em in
Ya'll niggas give
touch, touch (Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-R-T-P-O-P
Ela quer ir pro bloquinho
Pular no carnaval
Na rua memo
Nos taca o p*
Ritmo de carnaval
Ta maior loucura
Tá louca de whiskey ta jogando a b*
It's s-p-o-o-n other dudes came in and went
I'm hard to get rid of like strep I called next I never left
I can't really dance I just money bop and do
around for while You can ask about me
Brown & Down from the Town L-O-M-P-O-C
With that Gangsta Lean - Gangsta Lean
Maldito from the Clicka - Thats
H.O.L.U.P
Heart Of a Lion Under Pressure
Yessir
Get this rep up
I know I'm next up
H.O.L.U.P.
Ain't no pressure
I'm too clever
Khaled told me
P.O.T.E Baby what you know
Two flops just in case my data running low
Two thots two knots one is just for show
Pote nigga skid-away booming when I'm
attaccato chistu core...
Quanno 'o sole p''o monte se n'è sciso
Chest'aria fresca se fa cchiù addirosa
E torna da 'a fatica angelarosa,
Cu 'o fascio 'e
akin niggas compete wit me
P-O double P-A
Make em' all freak
I gotta spark in my teens
Yes I know what I'm worth and we all gonna eat
I pull more bitches
they call me K-I-N-G
T-R-Double O-P hustle in the P-O-U-N-D
Where they bang they B's and C's and G's and Treyz
Chilling with A-N-T-D-O-G blowing haze
Rock and Roll Therapy
M o s h p i t
Boogie like Rosetta Sister Woogie down in Nasty weather
Ready or Not, Coming at Ya Glitter like a Maltese
desporto
Realizámos projetos e sonhos
Para servir o país e o Porto
S.P.O.R.T.
No rio, no mar, na terra e no ar
S.P.O.R.T.
O Sport está sempre a ganhar
O
glas
Adevărat, p***o-ți zic că ești fals
200-ntr-un S Class, o p***ă bună își mișcă din bass
Încă din liceu, p***o m-am obrăznicit
Mi-am luat nasu la
Youngins knocking off OG's
Like they in the Taliban
Lord send me a sign cause
I don't know what's happening
P O asking me questions like
What gang you
it doesn't matter I've been, praaaayin,
To the G-O-D, you don't wanna see it from my P-O-V.
I been takin damage tryna keep it low key,
But errbody know
Se é p'ra varrer eu varro tudo a fundo
Se é p'ra fazer eu faço do meu jeito
Se é p'ra ceder passagem então esqueçam o assunto
É que se é p'ra vir
Downhill from the laptop
Downhill from the troll
Downhill from the Russian doll
Downhill from the N.R.A
Downhill from the G.O.P
Downhill from
touch, touch (Make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-R-T-P-O-P
I'ma be-L-double-O-D
Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P
Inside a Ferrari with the D-are-E
Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G
Walk through 8
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