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Sloppity Moppity
21
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sloppity Moppity è stato pubblicato il 12 giugno 2026 da Rebel/Geffen Records come parte dell'album Kut Da Fan On 2
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Data di uscita12 giugno 2026
EtichettaRebel/Geffen Records
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM66

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hotboii
Hotboii
Rap
ATL Jacob
ATL Jacob
Programming
Hendrix Smoke
Hendrix Smoke
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Javarri Walker
Javarri Walker
Songwriter
Jacob Canady
Jacob Canady
Songwriter
Derrick Miller
Derrick Miller
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ATL Jacob
ATL Jacob
Producer
Hendrix Smoke
Hendrix Smoke
Producer
Raymond "DatRaw" Scott
Raymond "DatRaw" Scott
Recording Engineer
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Demetrius “Million Dollar Snare” Lewis
Mastering Engineer

Testi

[Chorus]
Yes, I'm shittin' on them, who next?
Big bag on a **** head
Turn it up, I know you ain't scared
Pour it up for my **** who dead
I be drippin', drippin' juice
I took off and I went to the moon
It's zz, that's me, what it do?
I ain't telling my shooter to shoot
What that neck do? Sloppity moppity
She with me, she probably gobble it
Through the roof but drop it on top for me
It ain't mine, monopoly property
I'ma need a pj with a balcony
When you do it, mama, do it sloppily
I don't know how I'm number one
But she keep topping me
[Verse 1]
When I showed a **** that six figures
Turned upped my clique, my bitch leery
Diamonds my body and wrist glitter
No Illuminati, I'm a rich ****
But can't you tell? CC's on her big Chanel
I got a girl on lock, no bail
T down stick and the mop, don't jam
Real one, it's all in my blood
When it snows, ain't calling my bluff
Shoes ,clothes, I got in a rush
Louis V call my line when it come
Money on my head, can't get it, I got grenade ceiling
Outta yo' reach, admit it, outta yo' league, admit it
[Verse 2]
He extra don't talk to me
She want me back, gotta cry to me
I seen someone laying on the raw cement
Stomach that shit, no, we all couldn't
We all can't, I just threw up and I been ate
Nights in studio, getting late
Got a whole lotta wacthes and I'm still late
[Chorus]
Yes, I'm shittin' on them, who next?
Big bag on a **** head
Turn it up, I know you ain't scared
Pour it up for my **** who dead
I be drippin', drippin' juice
I took off and I went to the moon
It's zz, that's me, what it do?
I ain't telling my shooter to shoot
What that neck do? Sloppity moppity
She with me, she probably gobble it
Through the roof but drop it on top for me
It ain't mine, monopoly property
I'ma need a pj with a balcony
When you do it, mama, do it sloppily
I don't know how I'm number one
But she keep topping me
Written by: Derrick Miller, Jacob Canady, Javarri Walker
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