letra de hopscotch - whokilledxix
[intro]
(i just put him on the spot, now he don’t know what to say!)
[chorus]
hopscotch with a b-tch, no f-ck sh-t (no f-ck sh-t)
she a liar, i ain’t f-ck her, she just sucked d-ck (yeah, sucked d-ck)
hopscotch, throw these bands on a b-tch (uh huh)
come throw these hands, you a b-tch (uh huh)
got glocks if you big like a boulder (like a boulder)
bigger than me, i get on my homie’s shoulders (my shoulders)
your b-tch a fan, outlet (uh huh)
where do i shop, outlet (uh huh)
[verse 1]
gotta stop it
pop you like a rocket
makin’ all this racket
girl your man’s a f-ggot
i’m the f-ckin’ realest
b-tch i do a willing
shawty wanna suck me
d-mn this b-tch a demon
shootin’ up patron in the mosh pit
shootin’ at your dome, you a opp, b-tch
shootin’ up your home on the block, b-tch
grab the [?] and go, no alarm, b-tch
[verse 2]
shawty like “baby, you so crazy
f-ck me inside your mercedes
ooh she dance, my whip get hotter
blow that b-tch like it was water
[chorus]
hopscotch with a b-tch, no f-ck sh-t (no f-ck sh-t)
she a liar, i ain’t f-ck her, she just sucked d-ck (yeah, sucked d-ck)
hopscotch, throw these bands on a b-tch (uh huh)
come throw these hands, you a b-tch (uh huh)
got glocks if you big like a boulder (like a boulder)
bigger than me, i get on my homie’s shoulders (my shoulders)
your b-tch a fan, outlet (uh huh)
where do i shop, outlet (uh huh)
[verse 3]
i don’t like that b-tch
ima drag that b-tch
oh i can’t stand that b-tch
talk to your mans ass b-tch
you aren’t a man ass b-tch
you vomit all that sh-t
and when it comes down to it, no you ain’t that b-tch
you a l!ck ass b-tch, suck your d-ck ass b-tch
you really think you bout it till you get hit ass b-tch
talk sh-t ass b-tch, then split ass b-tch
my gang pull up with the rocket then we rip ass b-tch (okay!)
[verse 4]
she suck my cum up like kelp shake
i beat that p-ssy like earthquake
your girl’s apartment is where i get top now
she dance on my d-ck in her birthday suit
[chorus]
hopscotch with a b-tch, no f-ck sh-t (no f-ck sh-t)
she a liar, i ain’t f-ck her, she just sucked d-ck (yeah, sucked d-ck)
hopscotch, throw these bands on a b-tch (uh huh)
come throw these hands, you a b-tch (uh huh)
got glocks if you big like a boulder (like a boulder)
bigger than me, i get on my homie’s shoulders (my shoulders)
your b-tch a fan, outlet (uh huh)
where do i shop, outlet (uh huh)
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