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letra de bop it - romeo thorn

[intro]
b-tch sucka mothaf-cka, hoe sucka mothaf-cka, suck it b-tch/
hoe sucka mothaf-cka yeah suck it b-tch/

[hook]
ima bop that p-ssy, l!ck it, kiss it, fl!ck it, d-ck it, fist it/
(bop it!)
ima bop that p-ssy, l!ck it, kiss it, fl!ck it, d-ck it, fist it/
(bop it!)
ima bop that p-ssy, l!ck it, kiss it, fl!ck it, d-ck it, fist it/
(bop it!)
ima bop it, l!ck it, kiss it, fl!ck it, d-ck it, fist his f-cking b-tch/
(bop it!)

[verse 1]
with yo chick my hands on her hips/
(b-tch)
eating edibles like cookie crisps/
(b-tch)
jumpin’ inside her p-ssy like a ditch/
(b-tch)
spliff between your lips/
(b-tch)
wearing my adidas chewbacca kicks/
(b-tch)
they’re the same color as brisk/
(b-tch)
playas run away like they have the sh-ts/
(b-tch)
cuz my words make them sick/
(b-tch)
[verse 2]
i am really trying to get f-cking payed mane/
(get the cash)
we really ain’t even the same mane/
(do the dash)
you are lame and it really is a shame mane/
(go die!)
don’t hate just get h-lla baked mane/
(get high!)
just hope that it is not laced mane/
(don’t be dumb)
so high you feel it in your face mane/
(let’s get numb)
yeah i’m on a paper chase mane/
(got blue thumbs)
haunting your dreams just like ghostemane/

[verse 3]
wake up, throw the f-ck up then go right back to sleep/
(at night)
been trying to build my f-cking career off spitting on beats/
(that’s right)
i don’t trust these b-tches that only do that wh0re sh-t to me/
(that’s right)
playa get someone else to shovel the horse sh-t that comes out your t–th/
(let’s fight!)
now i got lebron’s on my f-cking feet and a whole mason jar full of weed/
(getting high)
gulping whiskey while toking weed and nicotine baby i got what you need/
(might just die)
i’ve been smoking and drinking until i completely f-cking reek/
(getting high!)
i think i’ve done too much and now i’m numb from my head down to my feet/
(might just die)
[bridge]
whenever i put on a show i’ma make all these b-tches’ heads bop/
i know the hoes wanna f-ck with me on my c-ck watch that b-tch’s head bop/
bop a playa on the noggin and knock him out for chasing the clout/
my music got b-tches boppin’ they wanna go eat out, been there done that girl just let me eat you out/

[verse 4]
baby i really just gotta get high to do anything in life/
(to be alive)
but my tolerance goes up each and every single f-cking time/
(got too high)
put some wax in the rig and heat it up really high/
(gotta get higher)
start to cough up your lungs and then you touch the f-cking sky!/
(get even higher!)
now add some shatter then smoke another bowl after/
(get too high)
then you open up your eyes wide and you start to cry/
(got too high!)
cuz this weed feels so f-cking right gets you so high your cries turn into laughter/
(feel so alive)
you start to feel better deep inside your mind then you get addicted for life/
(on the down side)
but you hurt me all the time baby even when you don’t ever try/
(on the down side!)
so i have to stay high, roll another to try and get you off my mind/
(might take a nap)
but i want you all the time baby even when i really wanna die/
(baby no cap)
shawty, i’ve wanted to k!ll myself over you although it’s been a long time since i tried/

- romeo thorn

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