Letras

Oh my gosh, Allen I think I chose the wrong homeboy Now his big brother- Are you telling me you built a time machine? I think I chose the wrong homeboy (oops) Now his big brother, he my new cum toy I'm a homie hopper, nigga, don't run, boy (hahaha) Let him run a train, nigga, please come join (come join) I think I chose the wrong homeboy (oops) Now his big brother, he my new cum toy I'm a homie hopper, nigga, don't run, boy (hahaha) Let him run a train, nigga, please come join (choo-choo) When you choose a new nigga, make sure you look at the 'Gram (and the texts) His homie might be hotter, and they just might be a fan (oh my god) I'm a homie hopper, do it better than he can Wanna fuck the whole group, they look better than my man He tryna have a boys night, and I'm just trying to cum (yup) Bring your boys too (yup), we can all get some (yup) He cumming in this pussy, saying I am number one Nigga hit me nice, he just in it for the fun I think I chose the wrong homeboy (oops) Now his big brother, he my new cum toy I'm a homie hopper, nigga, don't run, boy (hahaha) Let him run a train, nigga, please come join (choo-choo) I think I chose the wrong homeboy (oops) Now his big brother, he my new cum toy I'm a homie hopper, nigga, don't run, boy (hahaha) Let him run a train, nigga, please come join (choo-choo) I can keep a secret, I won't tell nobody (huh) I'm just trying to have you up under my body (let's go) Bring your boys too, bring 'em up through the lobby I'm just trying to fuck, get some good sloppy-toppy (guap-guap) When I get on top, I ride (I ride) I'm a homie hopper 'til I die (I die) Bring your best friend, or five (or five) I'm just trying to fuck, then slide I hear 'em real slick talking when they talk bout me (bout me) I hear them talking bout how they wanna fuck me I'ma travel around the world, nigga, don't trust me I'ma fuck all of your friends, and they all gonna fuck me I think I chose the wrong homeboy (oops) Now his big brother, he my new cum toy I'm a homie hopper, nigga, don't run, boy (hahaha) Let him run a train, nigga, please come join (choo-choo) I think I chose the wrong homeboy (oops) Now his big brother, he my new cum toy I'm a homie hopper, nigga, don't run, boy (hahaha) Let him run a train, nigga, please come join (choo-choo) All aboard, all aboard the homie hopper express! We're for everybody, everybody Every single last fucking one of them Stretch this pussy out, period
Writer(s): Lilliane Diomi, Tyler Mccan, Allen Snell, Anton Gololobov, William Eric Boyette Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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