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letra de wop - no savage

[intro]
(hahahaha, aye) uh
uh
(turn me up)
(for real)
(aye i’m really that n-gga right here)
(aye it’s like, every time i just look straight at this motherf-cker i’m on go mode)
uh
(for real)
uh
[verse 1]
i’m not with the politics but i’m handling sh-t like the president, uh (not with the politics, for real)
he owed up put his hand on the table like go get the saw i’ma sever it, uh (baw!)
she don’t do sh-t but she beggin’
if you feel a certain way about her then tell her
shootin’ that switch sh-t flyin’ like [?] (blllt)
if she tryna f-ck don’t reply to her message ([?] reply)
uh, high as sh-t flyin’ through time i’m travelin’
i ain’t had sh-t with these racks [?]
switch on the ap it’ll do damage (wop)
that n-gga broke gettin’ paid by [?]
f-ck paparazzi i’m duckin’ the cameras (f-ck paparazzi, hah)
if i break a sweat get the b-tch to come find me
taxin’ the block but it’s free if you family (taxin’ the block)
b-tch
put a sack on his top get him cleared by nighttime
if i got a gun why the f-ck would i fight? (boom!)
i got ’em blew ’cause i wasn’t on fight time (uh uh, woah)
we step, get you stretched at the right time (we step)
and i bet your k!llers ain’t sh-ttin’ like mine (i bet)
n-ggas dyin’ ’cause we do not waste no time (glllt, blaw!)
tell ’em slide and go let that drac’ thing fly (baw baw baw, baw!)
uh, workin’ no nine-to-five (yeah)
so many bands comin’ that they floatin’ (they floatin’)
uh, she want me to f-ck i’m on xans’ and wock’ i’m like no way i’m f-ckin’ i’m croakin’ (xans’ and wock’, [?], yeah)
uh, f-ckin’ her rough and she throwin’ me f-ck ‘less i put her on her head and choak her (unless i choak then i-)
uh, she was like my hands were soft as f-ck while i’m squeezin’ her hips and smokin’ her (yeah, uh uh uh)
[refrain]
(mob! mob!)
yeah, yeah for real
(squeezing her hips and smoking her)
(yeah)
[?] right here (stroking her, yeah)
(yeah) (hah) wop (and smoking her)
(wopo!) wopo, haha (mob)
yeah (turn me up juu), b-tch, yeah (wop, heh, b-tch) (ha, for real)

[verse 2]
uh, plenty n-ggas want me gone i don’t give a f-ck i just got to live with it (yeah, uh)
young n-gga i had to rob but i had to cut it out ’cause i’ma meal ticket (b-tch i’ma [?])
uh, i had smoke sum’ back in the day and the f-cked up part is i’m wit’ it
i got some n-ggas i’m tryna give smoke so i’m payin’ them shooters to deal with it, uh
beat the p-ssy i know i hurt plenty feelings
ain’t buy the coke ’cause i think it was fent’ in it ([?] fent’ on it)
junkie hit it and he died in his kitchen (junkie he died, uh, uh, died)
if he would’ve made it he would’ve been trippin’
i problem was giving my all to n-ggas
when i fell i ain’t get a call from n-ggas
she was the two, something what i’ma do when i sit on the toilet n-gga
12 on me for the drugs in the trenches (huh?)
f-ckin’ this b-tch i was suckin’ on her nipples (uh, suckin’ on her nipples)
you don’t know the reaper he gon’ come and get you ([?]!)
i fly through my city with stick and my glizzy
check in my pocket a big bank [?]
she touchin’ my jeans and feelin’ my genitals (woah, touchin’ my b-lls)
i’m not tryna miss when i hit i’ma end you (for real)
i wasn’t on sh-t but i caught him and sent him (i caught him and -blaw!)
uh, rockin’ the hat on my head, pilgrim (pilgrim)
b-tch doin’ magic tricks matilda (matilda)
not slaves but my n-ggas run i’ma shield ’em (not slaves)
tell the opps stay out my way ‘fore i k!ll ’em (stay out my way)
12 like somebody dropped, who did it? (uh, 12 on me)
they say it’s me way from the way i be livin’ (for real)
casin’ the block n-gga got caught slippin’ (woop)
[outro]
(skrt)
for real ([?] slippin’)
keep on casin’
keep on [?] around
all or nothin’ f-ck you talkin’ ’bout
and i’m going to keep doing what i’m doing
(double up)
(hop out sh-t)
(mob)

- no savage

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