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letra de cop a job - damian lopez

cop a job lyrics
part 1: cop a job

[intro: damian lopez]
b-tches got me f-cked up
just because i got no b-tches, doesn’t mean sh-t
f-ck you talking about?
you’re jobless bro, like you’re jobless
you can’t even be talking on my name like that
stop playing with my name, just because i got no b-tches
doesn’t mean sh-t, i’m tryna get money
i’m financially stable, i’m tryna get this bread
unlike you, you’re jobless
you got no job!
you’re stupid
listen, ayo

[chorus: damian lopez]
main b-tch, this
main b-tch, that
main b-tch, shut the f-ck up
i don’t need to hear all that sh-t (oh)
you a p-ssy b-tch
i’m about to smack your ass across the face
you don’t need to cop a b-tch
you need to cop a job
main b-tch, this (big boss)
main b-tch, that
main b-tch, shut the f-ck up
i don’t need to hear all that sh-t
you a p-ssy b-tch
i’m about to smack your ass across the face
you don’t need to cop a b-tch
you need to cop a job
[verse: “rick ross” & (damian lopez)]
b-tches on that f-cking goofy sh-t, heyuck
motherf-ckas on that stupid sh-t… (aye rick ross, that’s offensive)
i’m about to f-cking drop a bomb
i don’t give a f-ck
i ain’t f-cking with you p-ssies
i ain’t f-cking with you hoes
i’m f-cking your dad and your momma
call that pedophilia
working 9 to 5
call that sh-t full time
i’m about to stab a b-tch with a minecraft sword
euphoria, nah b-tch, you for a job

[chorus: damian lopez]
main b-tch, this (yuh)
main b-tch, that
main b-tch, shut the f-ck up
i don’t need to hear all that sh-t (yeah)
you a p-ssy b-tch
i’m about to smack your ass across the face
you don’t need to cop a b-tch
you need to cop a job
main b-tch, this
main b-tch, that
main b-tch, shut the f-ck up (shut up)
i don’t need to hear all that sh-t
you a p-ssy b-tch
i’m about to smack your ass across the face
you don’t need to cop a b-tch
you need to cop a job
part 2: calamari

[verse 2: damian lopez]
i got a backpack in my back pocket
my ass fat, need a laptop
reusing lines, cause it’s funny as f-ck
got my degree in utah
fat b-tch look like fee fah
foh, i’m beating your grandma with a godd-mn
biscuit

[verse 3: damian lopez]
i’m f-cking mad bro
i ain’t even sorry tho
b-tches tryna make me suck their toes
i ain’t that low
you b-tches need to find a job
asap rocky
i’m about to eat a b-tch
calamari

[verse 4: “nav”]
my name is nav
i got racks on my lap
got decks on the desks
got girls doing curls
my name is nav
rackity rack
deskity desk
girlity-curl-y… fries
part 3: security (cover)

[intro]
no you can’t be on my momma album

[chorus]
pop’s home, i ain’t getting frisked
they gon’ need security for this
pop’s home, i ain’t getting frisked
they gon’ need security for this

[outro]
no you can’t be on my momma album

- damian lopez

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