letra de yopper - dj muggs & al.divino
[intro]
boop boop boop boop boop boop boop boop…
get over here!
hah!
brr!
[chorus]
bl!cky be itchin’ to pop (bo bo!)
bet yo’ chests commas off the block (gone!)
take the operation knows he set up shop (know i mean!)
big ass yopper with the fold, don’t stop (brr brr!)
[verse 1]
let it ring off sound like a fire rope? (bo bo bo!)
my whole lifeline spun on me when i write a verse (woah)
guess we prepared than this
get my boonie to say that we ain’t sh-t (bo bo bo!)
spare clips, be prepared, rockin’ rare thick (bip bip!)
make you disappеar without a trace like the blair witch (woo)
gеt a pen and a penthouse
herbs brought the benz out (skrr)
didn’t make it, i’m outta money, she must’ve head count
go out with a bang like lana (bo bo bo bo bo!)
most of the rap i done air it up in a box
already through in ten up top (real sh-t!)
instead i’m gettin’ head in expensive drop (oh!)
product is the soul assassins tatted
me and muggs got a classic (run everything!)
bet your crumbles fall while it lasted, with that sh-t (i’m sorry for you!)
behind the truck you tell you never had a bad b-tch (huuh!)
where they had a chick
had her clipped like a magic trick (woo)
some response can’t imagine it (dumb!)
master sh-t, how accurate, son (know i mean, i gotta think it out!)
[chorus]
bl!cky be itchin’ to pop (bo bo bo bo!)
bet yo’ chests commas (gone) off the block (yeah!)
take the operation knows he set up shop (uhuh!)
big ass yopper with the fold, don’t stop (brr brr!)
the bl!cky be itchin’ to pop (i been waitin’!)
bet yo’ chests commas off the block
take the operation knows he set up shop (son!)
big ass yopper with the fold, don’t stop
[verse 2]
son, know i mean? what’s wrong with these f-ckin’ goons?, man?
ayo
smoked like a barbecue (woo), other bunny? note
gotta see a lotta loot (loot, dumb!)
got a lot to lose then
gucci sweater under the balenciaga gucci stamp (yeah!)
sh-t i’ve seen give you the goosebumps
groove stance, school lunch (for real!)
sh-t i’ve done a hundred times, you go in through it once
fonds like it’s legend
fetti fallin’ from the sky like, itchin’ to clean your stupid funds ([?], boy!)
my ogs used to keep two chumps by the guns (hey!)
pop the cork
smoke like i got iron lung
always knew my time would come (right)
don’t end up, tied up inside a trunk
die young (you hear me?)
my [?] london used to f-ck with models (ay!)
came up duckin’ hollows (bip bip bip bip bip bip bip…!)
not knowin’ if there gon’ be a tomorrow (right!)
now i’m livin’ like, like i struck the lotto (lotto, haha!)
shake your head like, sleepy hollow (gone!)
lamborghini gallardo (woo)
[chorus x2]
bl!cky be itchin’ to pop (bo bo bo bo!)
bet yo’ chests commas (gone) off the block (i did!)
take the operation knows he set up shop (uhuh!)
big ass yopper with the fold, don’t stop (brr brr!)
the bl!cky be itchin’ to pop (i been waitin’)
bet yo’ chests commas off the block (i did!)
take the operation knows he set up shop (son!)
big ass yopper with the fold, don’t stop (son, what happened?)
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