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letra de bop slide - bankrol hayden

[chorus: bankrol hayden]
uh, yeah, i told that b-tch bop, slide, bop, slide, bop, slide
i’m tryna see her go left, right, left, right, left, right
yeah, i told that b-tch bop, slide, bop, slide, bop, slide
i’m tryna see her go left, right, left, right, left, right (ayy, look)

[verse 1: bankrol hayden]
now, i told that b-tch bop, move, or i’ma shoot the chopper
i’m a loose screw when i get off the vodka
told her clap back and bust it for the commas
got a fat ass, she get it from her mama
hold on, and she nasty and she swallow
shawty wanna top me in this jet-black tahoe
before i hit the club, i’ma hit up wells fargo
she’ll need a rich b-tch, take it straight from monte carlo
[chorus: bankrol hayden]
uh, yeah, i told that b-tch bop, slidе, bop, slide, bop, slide
i’m tryna see her go lеft, right, left, right, left, right
yeah, i told that b-tch bop, slide, bop, slide, bop, slide
i’m tryna see her go left, right, left, right, left, right

[post-chorus: bankrol hayden]
now, baby, touch your toes, now, baby, touch your toes
touch your toes
let me know, now, baby, let things go
now, baby, touch your toes

[verse 2: ohgeesy]
yeah, hands on your toes, hands on my pole
i don’t want a l!ck ’cause i’m back movin’ slove
heard you got a n-gga and he don’t even know
the way he get sl-tted out and sent to the stove
ayy, go get a backwood, b-tch, i’m tryna smoke
put her on my jeans ’cause i said i need throat
go get the fanta, finna pour a four
b-tch, run a lap, come back, run some more
ayy, you run me my racks, pick it up off the floor
flip me a pack, double up and get more
one perc’ 30 got a n-gga in the mode
hit it just one time, then i pass to bankrol
[chorus: bankrol hayden]
uh, yeah, i told that b-tch bop, slide, bop, slide, bop, slide
i’m tryna see her go left, right, left, right, left, right
yeah, i told that b-tch bop, slide, bop, slide, bop, slide
i’m tryna see her go left, right, left, right, left, right

[post-chorus: bankrol hayden]
now, baby, touch your toes, now, baby, touch your toes
touch your toes
let me know, now, baby, let things go
now, baby, touch your toes

[verse 3: blueface]
touch your toes, send her back, pick and roll
i’m the flyest, the richest, the realest, the roughest, the toughest
blueface, baby, yeah, aight
b-tch, f-ck it, i put mickey d’s on a b-tch, mcm-ffin
let the b-tch leave, ain’t wanna see how i’m comin’, bop, slide
turn me up, don’t turn me down, now it’s enough to go around (mmm, uh)
it’s not enough to go around
oh yeah, aight
fell back and put my b-tch on
told her ass to sit home
your b-tch flippin’ like a flip phone
no, i ain’t kiddin’, b-tch, i’ll bang her
girl, eat the d-ck like a syndrome
at the house, it’s a crip home
[chorus: bankrol hayden & maxo kream]
uh, yeah, i told that b-tch bop, slide, bop, slide, bop, slide
i’m tryna see her go left, right, left, right, left, right
yeah, i told that b-tch bop, slide, bop, slide, bop, slide
i’m tryna see her go left, right, left, right, left, right (maxo, maxo, ayy, maxo, maxo, maxo)

[verse 4: maxo kream]
face down, ass up, make them knees touch ’em elbows
need a yellow thing with some brain like a scarecrow (a ho)
like beyonce, like trina (like trina)
rubbin’ on my d-ck, but there’s a d-ck up on my nina (bang on)
i told the b-tch to put the p-ssy on me, bust it open like a chopper (hey)
we gon’ f-ck with handcuffs like we playin’ cops and robbers (yeah)
i’m just a motherf-cker, i am not the baby father (what?)
a young b-tch keep playin’, i’ma go and f-ck her mama (maxo)
bop, slide, drop it, do a split (yeah)
you do it on the pole, but can you do it on the d-ck? (uh-huh)
you f-ckin’ with the locs (ayy), baby, do it for a crip
i ain’t payin’ for a p-ssy not to trick (let’s go)

- bankrol hayden

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