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letra de whats poppin remix - theelp

aye what’s poppin
i am workin they just talkin
i do suck in smokin cocaine
name a drug now you are locked in
dontai is goat his fam is toxic
my words chronic that it gets doc sick
got no ticks for my talks , talk ticks
talk tick my race is with clock n

they say who is this guy i say elp
they see who am i they say ple ase
like ill be standin on crease , with me holdin my legs freeze , i make it mine n give them the lease , twerking yo booties n showing the cleaves , thats what’s left in this music ,disease

sk!lls go kicked n richer gets rich
not teacher but ima supposed to teach
not clеaner but ima supposed to leach
thеse rappers , are hungry for reach

goin of contro by doing some snitch
shame i see 14 years old f-ckin a b-tch
meet me on roadside put you in ditch
hands up you are getting go under a seize
look out till i make my music go creed
i’ll carry my family n get them food feed
i’ll make them that bucks n get dreams full filled
when i write raps i feel i was just drilled
with nine nails n words orally build
i am fox n you dare leave a trail
i was named as the zone doc zails
get the f-ck out here dare leave in crail
don’t look at my shine you won’t grasp up braille

come out in nagpur to listen some rap
crygene the visphot sets the lyrical trap
you guys just end up with listening wap
to 69 to lil whatever you listen to cr-p

you just listen until yo music go trap
these raps can damage livers just as death cap
it just can give you loss just as trade gap
mumble to real rap is just as hubcap
weapon nah ! mumble is enough for zap

say whats gucci
i aint here smoke some loose leaf
since tuesdi i been workin on my music
you choose it , like i am migos’ boujee
n i am bruce lee , like i’ll get yo chicks jucy

what’s poppin
am tarzan who left his tropic
these medias talk sh-t
wanna be journal arnab got it
mikeali i just boxx it
i cross ducent i never fought it
musicaly i just execution
you are featherweight light as cotton
rousey baddest is more like my daughter
i caught her , in hungary they say i ugly
like i am juggling , these guyz for their living n lively
i feel smugly , nuns at my bathroom with no dungarees
as i am fugly , why these girls go dm me , follow me
my words snugly , to beat n flow evenly
n i am hungry , for ps they more ove from hungary
stop f-ckery , who mold it for reasons so squiggly

my dads sperm had no s-m-n
what it was filled with is called rhyming
they’ll take gold mendacious that’s lying
not high on a trip but it feels like flying
90% of the people ain’t trying
kick yo b-lls am heyman n you bryan

- theelp

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