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Paroles de la chanson Hop Out par Fredo Bang
Aye Jolo We Shooting Outside
What up B-Real
Throwing back these beans, I've been Rollin for like six days
Ain't worried bout no bitch i can drop her like a mixtape
I just left the bank told my momma that I'm real straight
Ain't coming out the house if I ain't to get paid
Say she know my name, she want some fame well bend it ova
Gotta be a baddie with good head to meet my quarter
All about my bread and if you play you meet my toaster
What up B-Real
Throwing back these beans, I've been Rollin for like six days
Ain't worried bout no bitch i can drop her like a mixtape
I just left the bank told my momma that I'm real straight
Ain't coming out the house if I ain't to get paid
Say she know my name, she want some fame well bend it ova
Gotta be a baddie with good head to meet my quarter
All about my bread and if you play you meet my toaster
I throw up the 4, and i got green I'm a clover
Baddie off her Instagram say she need her toes done
Got a million followers but always need to hold sum
Never wit ya kids but on the blog you a bold one
Pay you for yo pussy stupid bitch you got the wrong one
Pull up hop out fresher than a bitch
Lookin like a lick, baby wanna lick
She gon let me hit, She gon let me stick
She gon give it to me cuz a nigga real rich
Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea
Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Yeah, yeah, Bitch im geeked (x2)
Baddie off her Instagram say she need her toes done
Got a million followers but always need to hold sum
Never wit ya kids but on the blog you a bold one
Pay you for yo pussy stupid bitch you got the wrong one
Pull up hop out fresher than a bitch
Lookin like a lick, baby wanna lick
She gon let me hit, She gon let me stick
She gon give it to me cuz a nigga real rich
Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea
Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Yeah, yeah, Bitch im geeked (x2)
I get to that lemon man that blue cheese, that mozzarella
My Pockets looks like parmesan bitch i got my shit together
You make it clap, I'll throw you something, How you throw it back, I know its pressure
Don't think that you the only one tryna fuck you and ya friend together
She got legs like Stacey, brown like Tracy
Imma shoot my shot I'm tryna make it like McGrady
Pop a football now Im buccin' like Brady
Turn me up then turn me down she would never turn me down
Cuz I Pull up hop out fresher than a bitch
Lookin like a lick, baby wanna lick
She gon let me hit, She gon let me stick
She gon give it to me cuz a nigga real rich
My Pockets looks like parmesan bitch i got my shit together
You make it clap, I'll throw you something, How you throw it back, I know its pressure
Don't think that you the only one tryna fuck you and ya friend together
She got legs like Stacey, brown like Tracy
Imma shoot my shot I'm tryna make it like McGrady
Pop a football now Im buccin' like Brady
Turn me up then turn me down she would never turn me down
Cuz I Pull up hop out fresher than a bitch
Lookin like a lick, baby wanna lick
She gon let me hit, She gon let me stick
She gon give it to me cuz a nigga real rich
Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea
Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Yeah, yeah, Bitch im geeked (x2)
Bitch I'm yea, Bitch I'm yea, Yeah, yeah, Bitch im geeked (x2)
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