Lyrics:
Cuz they listen to kidz bop, and you are like, nah
Dog, you really think that shit's hot
How many spitters the top ten got pen dropped
Silence
time your shit drop
Cuz they listening to Kidz Bop and you're like
Oh no, dawg, y'all really think that shit's hot
How many spitters the top 10 got pen
of this kid, Marcus, then say so"
I said, "Wait, no, it's mine too, I can't go
How you gonna support this kid without me? You don't make dough"
She said,
get shot, you gettin' picked off
Rick Ross big soft, got that AK, let that shit pop
No Kidz Bop, get shot, get popped, get robbed, get lost
Big rocks,
flops
Got this shit down to the tip top
Juicy like drip drop
You sounding corny like some Kidz Bop
Wait until the drip stops
Zippin' through the zip spots
Oh where'd the time go
In the blink of my eye
Where'd the time go
Oh where'd you go
I don't know
Slipped through the cracks
From my broken home
My
graphical for Kidz Bop
Step up to the kid
Fuck around and get your shit rocked
Test me on the mic
I mix a nigga up like sheet rock
Banks like I'm Lloyd
Take
cock soft
And all you niggas knock offs
You niggas sound like Kidz Bop
I see the way y'all shit flop
I pull up get the big drop
You niggas ain't on that
the one the kidz bop
If I ever fall it's a big drop
I'm with the crew
Keep it cool
If it gets hot
We masked up with heavy metal like we're slip knot
Queens
of the country
I'm kinda famous, thanks popsy
You want food? Ayy, jump
C's got the leng ting, trust
Bun your cheap talk
(Bop, bop) , what do you think I am?
See
I don’t know
Yeah you used to be my queen, now tell me where’d that crown go?
Fucking ‘round on the down low; tell me what happened, man I don’t know
thotty got to go
I'm getting hell of cake
Got money to the sky
Ain't no need to kid and play
You can chill all you want
But bitch you can't stay
Ain't no
ya to lyrical to go viral off tik tok
Under the radar, every time ya shit drop
Cuz they listenin to Kidz Bop
And you like, aw nah dawg, y'all really
ask Charlamagne
This is not a diss song, just an honest take
This is hip-hop, you went pop along the way
Went from Slipknot to Kidz Bop, soft and safe
Published back in '94 "Nine-Fo'"
Throwin' rubbish? Never, no "Hell no"
Actin' like you be the bro
Sike yo ass gotta go!
Pipe ya chick, d********t
time, I guess I never had the time
Said you'd be right by my goddamn side and now you not even in my life
(tell me where'd you go, tell me where'd you go
And I just sat in front of the fire with my socks off
Comfy making hip-hop
Selena to your Kidz Bop
Fighting with my psyche and I can't make the hits stop
And drive drive drive down that empty highway again
Surrounded by food you don't worry about starvation
Only temptation and keeping sane
Maybe you live in
duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh, you
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
words, sound like Revenge Of The Nerds
It's Kidz Bop tryna pass for Hip Hop, it's absurd
I bring doom in the room wit no kinda hope
Like Bud Dwyer when he
Percs, Percs, no
No no, Percs, no no no
Oxy yeah (Bop bop bop boom)
(yeah) We smoke dank, we take drank
Fuck what you think
And these diamonds, yeah they
Thirty round drum like I'm in the service
I red-up the stash and I go and serve it
You n***** funny, you look like a circus
In love with my girl I'm a buy
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