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letra de hop out - novaofficial

[intro]
ayy ($evveners…)
what?
what?
hop out —
hop out —
hop out —
look, look

[bridge]
hop out at virginia beach (yeah)
i know she a freak (yeah, freak)
i know she a scene (yeah, scene)
yeah i keep it discreet (keepin’ it discreet)
i keep parading the streets (woah, yeah)
that’s interesting, that’s on me
6ixx and the 7 yeah pay it on me
see,see?

[chorus]
b-tches gotta talk, i’m too busy on my own sh-t (what?)
if she sendin’ mixed signals, maybe that’s just how she shows it, yeah
steady stackin’ in the airrack, i don’t’ even breathe
let your ting come through, i ain’t gotta leave
lip-lock that hoe like a springtrap, yeah
now she caught on me, yeah, she stuck on me
stuck on me—
girl, ion’ gotta leave
i need to show the real me
pressure in my chest, can’t n0body feel me
god watching upon me, but the devil won’t leave me
leave me’
leave me’
leave me’

[verse 1]
yeah
my god, she sittin’ on my d-ck, i had to pause through it
saw my checks come in, my d-ck got hard, couldn’t even move through it
(yeah, uh, woah, i can’t pause now)
(look at me, look at me, yeah, i just laugh now)
yeah ima bout to declare on yall n-ggas, so y’all better hike down
pipe down, hike down
when i turn seventeen ima make sure all of my n-ggas is getting right now
when i’m seventeen, yeah — i’ma make sure all my dawgs get fed now
yeah, so..

when life sends you me, don’t fumble me
i’m the n-gga you can’t ignore, trust me
l-st controls over me, so don’t mess with me shorty
yeah i said what i said shorty
before it gets too messy shorty
what?
what?

[post-chorus]
b-tches gotta talk, i’m too busy with my own sh-t (what)
so if she sendin’ mixed signals, maybe that’s just how she shows it (what)
steady stackin’ in the air rack, i don’t even breathe (nah)
let your girl come through, i ain’t gotta leave
gotta leave (nah)

[pre-outro]
no, i don’t gotta leave
still tryna show the real me
all these lies sittin’ on my head now (head now)
text say “nosebleed,” (baby)
she probably think i’m dead now (dead now)
she think she not special, just my latest one, judging how i move—racisum
rejection’s redirection, yeah, i just do what i choose ‘em
(mm-mm)

[outro]
when she sittin’ on me, i finally feel at ease (ease)
god, please forgive me for my sins i please (yeah)
sins i please… yeah, yeah…
sins i please… yeah, yeah…
sins i please… yeah, yeah…
yeah, yeah…

- novaofficial

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