Lyrics:
have Johns Hopkins
Up in doc mode...Blll blllll blllllllll
(Verse)[RTS Tripl3t]
Why dey act..like this
Acting like some lor bitches
Wonder why I drag
full of lipstick
Milly rock shit they gon stammer like Hopkins
Pshh on the neck we gon pull up in the Jaggy
Do not act tough cause my fellas too sturdy
owiec, jak Anthony Hopkins
Posmak każdej sztucznej lalki jest cholernie gorzki
Nie mam co rozdrabniać na jednostki, dużo dziewczyn takich samych, a ja
My daddy had a Lightnin Hopkins 78
Covered in scratches and it popped when it played
But I'd place the needle with a holy care
And Lightnin played me
but ain't no kissing
The coupe the roof missing
The booth but who dissing uh
Call me Jimmy Hopkins
Tryna see who really running shit
Niggas talking
to popping
Why these plugs posting on they stories, aint nobody shopping
Catching bags over these niggas like DeAndre Hopkins
I'm finna go catch a flight, I'm
Banks said
Failure's not a option
Bob and Weave thru the bullshit
Bernard Hopkins
Black with a beautiful mind
I should've studied at John Hopkins
I'm
done caught more plays than Hopkins
If I can get it on my own, why you can't? Bro, just stop it
How you never take a risk? Shit that's why you see no
we know all the regulations
And the Covid Response Minister
Chris Hopkins
Says get out and spread your legs
I don't remember this from last time
But
Lucifera
The mutant preachers yell yeah
My name is Hopkins
I'm the witchfinder general
My impotence deceives me
You beauty turns me pale
Winds
zsrr raz sierpem raz młotem
Więc odbij bo cię wypunktuję jak hopkins
Tu nie ma miejsca na półśrodki więc rozkmiń
Będę twoim katem a wspomnienia będą jak
ones, was his aim
The conqueror worm - Matthew Hopkins, the name
REFRAIN:
Fear the witchfinder general
Torture was his game
Beware the witchfinder
route (a mean route)
I ain't never been no lame-ass nigga, I'ma pop it (pop it, nigga)
I'ma run routes and catch the ball like DeAndre Hopkins (brr)
Run like the hills run like the wind
For there is a devil abroad this land
He is the Hopkins Man if you are young
Or if you are old it matters not
Se vengo lì ti mangio in testa
Anthony Hopkins (yeah)
Chiudo le bocche come il Bostik (yeah)
Tanto qua fanno solo gossip (Ehi)
Non te lo aspetti che
scamp as Hannibal stalking
Anthony Hopkins with his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But that gal has some knockers
Got a redbone, she look tropic, if she fuck me right then she shopping
Young Money we poppin', I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck,
molly hopkins over the hay stack now
See me swimming with a bow laid down
Detective man he'd do what he got to do
When a black man shoot a white man
in pieces
I was raised on Bo Diddley
Jimmy Reed and Bobby Bluе
I hung out with Lightenin' Hopkins
John Lee Hooker just to name a fеw
I'm gon' tell
a lot of options
Times was harder than Bernard Hopkins
Young bulls in the yard watching
While the neighbors playing Space Invaders at
The corners store
Look in Mr pitt's eye, like
Nineteenth century literature has nothing
To do with
Going to business school or medical
School right? Maybe mr hopkins, you
Hopkins, Beck, Newman, Stewart, Wood)
Hangman, hangman, slack your noose
Slack it, oh slack it
Slack it for a while
There ain't no use in your
Nicky Hopkins, George Harrison and John
Lennon, Paul McCartney.
Richard Perry, who's producing this masterpiece, Bill Schnee, ever smiling, ever
I know that you want
Poke chop
A poke chop sandwich
A poke chop
Double poke chop sandwich
(Play on)
Spider lightnin' hopkin got the big bad beat
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