808 got them smokers
Wop
Lil whores
Ayy, pssh, ayy, it's Wop (ayy)
[Hook]
Fucked her off the perc, make the pussy squirt, ayy (lil whore)
Put her in the trap, make her go to work, ayy (it's Wop)
Bought that bitch a Birkin, 40 in her purse, ayy, ayy, ayy
One shot to the head, put him in the dirt, ayy
Riding in the foreign and you in the hearse
AK47, off this bitch, and go berserk, ayy
Blood on my Timbs, and blood all on my shirt (Wop)
He may never see it coming, 'cause I'm on alert
[Verse]
I'll fuck your bitch and shake your hand with a smirk
All this blue cheese in my pocket like a smurf, ayy (it's Wop)
Sippin' Wockhardt, geekin' like a nerd
40 on me, in the trap, I'm still busting [?], ayy
[Hook]
Fucked her off the perc, make the pussy squirt, ayy (lil whore)
Put her in the trap, make her go to work, ayy (it's Wop)
Bought that bitch a Birkin, 40 in her purse, ayy, ayy, ayy
One shot to the head, put him in the dirt, ayy
Riding in the foreign and you in the hearse
AK47, off this bitch, and go berserk, ayy
Blood on my Timbs, and blood all on my shirt (Wop)
He may never see it coming, 'cause I'm on alert
[Intro] 808 got them smokers Wop Lil whores Ayy, pssh, ayy, it's Wop (ayy) [Hook] Fucked her off the perc, make the pussy squirt, ayy (lil whore) Put her in the trap, make her go to work, ayy (it's Wop) Bought that bitch a Birkin, 40 in her purse, ayy, ayy, ayy One shot to the head, put him in the dirt, ayy Riding in the foreign and you in the hearse AK47, off this bitch, and go berserk, ayy Blood on my Timbs, and blood all on my shirt (Wop) He may never see it coming, 'cause I'm on alert [Verse] I'll fuck your bitch and shake your hand with a smirk All this blue cheese in my pocket like a smurf, ayy (it's Wop) Sippin' Wockhardt, geekin' like a nerd 40 on me, in the trap, I'm still busting [?], ayy [Hook] Fucked her off the perc, make the pussy squirt, ayy (lil whore) Put her in the trap, make her go to work, ayy (it's Wop) Bought that bitch a Birkin, 40 in her purse, ayy, ayy, ayy One shot to the head, put him in the dirt, ayy Riding in the foreign and you in the hearse AK47, off this bitch, and go berserk, ayy Blood on my Timbs, and blood all on my shirt (Wop) He may never see it coming, 'cause I'm on alert Explain Request ×
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