Whop (feat. Cane Solo)
Choice Major
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Walk in the function wit my real niggas (Real niggas) Ya boyfriend a fucking lame why you still wit’em (Why you still wit’em) Baby Come and blow this bag get a bill wit us (Huh) We gone make this bitch whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop We gone make this bitch Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop We gone make this bitch Whop Still a young nigga but I’m big dog She got a real cute face and her lips soft Bend it over bust it open like pin ball But I ain’t playin games like jigsaw (yea) One chain on give the party life Off set the whole fit this that Cardi ice Keep a smile on her face say she love it Seven mile nigga so I keep it comin Throw a function at the born all the bad bitches runnin’ Say one thing out the way and you better start duckin’ Shit I’m tryna make it to the top bitch Shake to the beat make the whole party whop bitch Aye Walk in the function wit my real niggas (Real niggas) Ya boyfriend a fucking lame why you still wit’em (Why you still wit’em) Baby Come and blow this bag get a bill wit us (Huh) We gone make this bitch whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop We gone make this bitch Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop We gone make this bitch Whop Henny god Is in the building From the ceiling hanging these hoes Throwing a band when touching her toes Call that ass the great When she shakes The earth quakes Dropping it down in to a splits She bout to be my lunch date Wait aye 3-5 up in a leaf We ain’t gotta be discreet I know you single foe the week Taking a trip to Costa Ric I’m to grown no need to creep Lil freak My royalties Gotta rap sheet Off this influence Got me fucking up my extras Never in a flux Luxury it’s fucking up ya texture Head from miss professor Dissertation or a lecture When I’m in the club send that ass over to my sector Walk in the function wit my real niggas (Real niggas) Ya boyfriend a fucking lame why you still wit’em (Why you still wit’em) Baby Come and blow this bag get a bill wit us (Huh) We gone make this bitch whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop We gone make this bitch Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop Whop We gone make this bitch Whop
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Written by: Edward Cunningham, Joshua Harris
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