Lyrics:
kitted (say what?)
Stand by your man, yes that's what they all claim
You don't have a car? Then you're fucked up in the game
They'll walk by ya,
Grass hop hopper, hopper, hopper
Grass hop hopper hop hop
Grass hop hopper, hopper, hopper
Grass hop hopper hop hop
Are you a sign that there’s
aint nothin that we cant solve
Postin with the big ballers
Big rails with the big bodies
Cant fuck with him cuz he a clique hopper?
N***a you a flip
Certified Shit Popper
Can't trust these bitches
Most of em be dick hoppers
Said he want war no biggie like big poppa
Shoot at his feet make him dance
a hound
And here's the name I go
By when I'm rolling around
The Ho Hopper (Tell a friend bitch)
The Ho Hopper (All your friends trick)
I give it to you
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
she's a dick hopper?
Buddy bitch ain't bad enough
I would've been knocked her
I just cashed out on Distro
I'm 'bouta wristwatcher
That chain you wearin'
be with him
But I'm not tripping
Cause it is what it is
She got problems with her father
You can't stop her
I don't bother
She's a Homie Hopper
they dont even hold that authority.
And god never requested perfection and I assure you, he gone, meet you right where you are!
On God
Praise him
Praise
the farmer
That sucks the cows tit
And they'll harvest his organs
By playing the acordian
Haha
Tell your mates who stole my phone
They're all snakes
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
on a psychedelic pink gobstopper
Cowboy hat, man that ain't no topper
His suit's as slick as a lick by Cropper
He's dressing like a Carnaby Street pill-popper
I'm out the way
I blew up by the way
Get off of me
I'm pulling all this weight
You're really him
I be pulling strings
Yeah I'm out the way
Yeah I'm
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
Life is not meant to be rushed that shit a waste
Next month I'm on the gram and see he gone my heart just breaks
Man RIP my young boy might get him
the boppers, car hoppers
Daisy Dukes out on the block, showing cock, traffic stoppers
Looking good spending some nigga G's
Nails by Vietnamese, hair by Mean
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no
1993 creation for steps of born leezys
Wrote rhymes in class, bored by teachers
you want him to be always by your side
If you want him to only think of you
Tell him that you're never gonna leave him
Tell him that you're always
him
completely by surprise, and Arthur became convinced that a new
strategy was required if the quest for the Holy Grail were to be
brought
more time!)
Freight is great (Did you think of that all by yourselves?)
Freight is great (It's so profound!)
We never sulk. We hulk the bulk.
'Cos
to be always by your side
If you want him to only think of you
Tell him that you're never gonna leave him
Tell him that you're always gonna love him
Tell
caught up in a deaf scam
I remember when I stepped to Lyor, I should've blown him
'Cuz that cracker been a crook ever since I first known him
Thought
caught up in a deaf scam
I remember when I stepped to Lyor, I should've blown him
'Cuz that cracker been a crook ever since I first known him
Thought
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
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