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letra de opp thot pt.3 - sugarhill keem

[intro: kenzo balla & sugarhill keem]
elvis
my baby, my valentine, yeah
girl, na you dey make my temperature dey rise (grrah-grrah, boom)
if you leave me, i go die, i swear (like, like)
you are like the oxygen i need to survive (grrah-grrah)
i’ll be honest (grrah)
your loving dey totori me (grrah-grrah, boom)
i am so obsessed
i want to chop your nkwobi, ule (like)
every opp shot, everything dead
grrah
look
gang, gang
mb, mb
drip

[chorus: sugarhill keem]
oh, you jackin’ the flocks? okay you shot (grrah-grrah)
lil’ b-tch, i was beatin’ ya’ box
and that n-gga a d-ck, n-gga died wit’ his knocks (look)
move, look, everybody shot (d-mn)
and free oy teddy, brodie got the spot
when you see kay kay, shoot him out his socks
we throw up the o, we don’t throw up the flocks (grrah-grrah-grrah, look)
[verse 1:sugarhill keem]
opp thot lookin’, she want me to beat (look)
that’s a thot and she doin’ the team
you tryna line me, b-tch, you dyin’ wit’ me (grrah-grrah)
he say, she say, they both gettin’ hit (grrah)
i see keisha, put d-ck in the b-tch (on bro)
why you mad ’cause she playin’ my sh-t?
not gon’ lie, yeah, i’m really smooth (like, look)
i put the gun right in my b-tch boot, like (grrah-grrah)
d’s on my d-ck, they don’t know where to move (like, look)
i love my n-ggas, yeah, they love me to (like)

[verse 2:kenzo balla]
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, let me know
i’ve been fiendin’ to up on the score
spinnin’ and blitzin’, lookin’ for a o
smokin’ on dubski while spinnin’ through do’
these n-ggas cappin’, rappin’, but they know
if we catch him lackin’, then it’s low
catch me a lv, then he gotta go
i’ma start uppin’, aimin’ for his fro
everything dead when we in the spot
if we catch them n-ggas, then they shot
they cuffin’ them b-tches, all them b-tches thots
they was fiendin’ to give me the drop
we them n-ggas that still make it hot
if he drilly bop, he gettin’ flocked
if he gettin’ jiggy, he get shot
[verse 3:sugarhill keem]
(like)
it’s too oppy, i stay wit’ the move (grrah, grrah, look)
you gotta move tact’, while you in the room (look)
and i almost got booked wit’ my move (grrah)
she like, “move, i like you movelook and you tough”
i said, “baby, come here, smoke a blunt”

[verse 4:kenzo balla]
hollows start spittin’, scratchin’ n-ggas top, like
got a thotty, she neaky, she gzzly
she gon shake it whenever she see me
baby girl, don’t trust me, i’m too sleezy
nina put some n-ggas on the tv
drip home, so it’s no more free keme
bro almost hit a n-gga in his figi
if i ever go back, they won’t free me
n-ggas mad ’cause i make it look easy
and i just put some wock’ in my cup
sippin’ drink, it got a n-gga stuck
we some demons, we ain’t wit’ the bluff
baby nine wit’ me, that b-tch come in clutch
last opp got hit in his gut
all the opps dyin’, they ran out of luck
since a jit, i always kept it tucked
young and reckless, we don’t give a f-ck
[chorus:sugarhill keem]
oh, you jackin’ the flocks? okay you shot (grrah)
lil’ b-tch, i was beatin’ ya’ box
and that n-gga a d-ck, n-gga died wit’ his knocks (grrah-grrah, boom)
move, look, everybody shot
and free oy teddy, brodie got the spot (like, move)
when you see kay kay, shoot him out his socks
we throw up the o, we don’t throw up the flocks (grrah-grrah, like look)

oh, you jackin’ the flocks? okay you shot (grrah)
lil’ b-tch, i was beatin’ ya’ box
and that n-gga a d-ck, n-gga died wit’ his knocks
move, look, everybody shot
and free oy teddy, brodie got the spot (like, move)
when you see kay kay, shoot him out his socks
we throw up the o, we don’t throw up the flocks
(grrah, smokin’ all deads, like)

[outro: kenzo balla]
grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
every opp shot
doa, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
mb, mb
drip

- sugarhill keem

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