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Bitch, you's a bop I heard you be fuckin' with the opps Heard you give it up on the spot I heard on that dick, you do the squats yeah Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop, you should already know though And everybody know we give a fuck about no hoe though Bop, bop bleed 'em, hoes mistreat 'em Only time I call 'em's for the threesome (Yikes) My own mama say I don't need 'em Never turn a bop down, let her have freedom (Yeah, yeah) Got a grown man sleeping on your couch That ain't in, that's out (That's out) Leavin' your house with your tracks coming out That ain't in, that's out (That's out) I can't lie, girl, you thuggin' (Thuggin') You livin' life so rugged (So rugged) Since you turned twenty-one, you've been clubbin' Girl, how you 'posed to get a husband? How you 'posed to raise some kids and pay that light bill? (Light bill) Cheatin' on your baby daddy in jail (In jail) Hope the judge let him make bail When he get out, he raising hell Bitch, you's a bop I heard you be fuckin' with the opps Heard you give it up on the spot I heard on that dick, you do the squats yeah Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop, you should already know though And everybody know we give a fuck about no hoe though Bitch, you's a bop, bop, thot, thot You always hoppin' on a new cock Bitch, I'm a boss, boss, Ross, huh Young nigga gettin' paid, Young Dolph (Cash) Hundreds in the vault, nigga I'm a GOAT (Woah) You don't want nothing, I'm the pope Married to the money since a youngin', we eloped All about a loaf, for this bread, get you toast Bitches wanna have a baby by me, it's a no (It's a no) Bitch, are you dumb? (Dumb) Go, go, go Anyway, can I fuck your friend on the low? (Low) When she hit the bathroom, slide me your phone (Brrt) Slide on my knob, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bopper I spent half a milly on the watch, 'cause your nigga want a lot And I heard you got new ass shots, if you can't fuck now, give me top Bitch, you's a bop I heard you be fuckin' with the opps Heard you give it up on the spot I heard on that dick, you do the squats yeah Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop, you should already know though And everybody know we give a fuck about no hoe though Blueface, baby, yeah, aight (Yeah, aight) Ooh, this a bop, I hate a squirt bitch, I love me a thot (Thot) I'm a Loc'ster, I stay on a bitch' neck like some shoulders Five star fehttuchini, this bitch a bop-olini F'N on me, I ain't talkin' 'bout Fendi, Bird Box, diamonds suicidal Let a nigga reach, and this bitch goin' viral .40 poppin' like a thot on the 'Gram goin' viral Bitch, you's a bop, on the gang Beatin' up her guts while I'm throwin' up the gang (On the gang) Bitch, you's a bop I heard you be fuckin' with the opps Heard you give it up on the spot I heard on that dick, you do the squats Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop, you should already know though And everybody know we give a fuck about no hoe though
Writer(s): Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Michael Stevenson, Nye Lee, Johnathan Michael Porter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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