Paroles de la chanson Opp Stoppa par YBN Nahmir
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Paroles de la chanson Opp Stoppa par YBN Nahmir
Shh, shh, sheesh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas, man
Like, what are all these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Ice cream ass niggas
Ayy (Ayy, sheesh)
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, bitch, we get it started
I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred, nigga, I'm a gunner
When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama
Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partner
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas, man
Like, what are all these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Ice cream ass niggas
Ayy (Ayy, sheesh)
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, bitch, we get it started
I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred, nigga, I'm a gunner
When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama
Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partner
I fell in love with all this fuckin' money, you in love with drama
Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda
All these tattoos on my fuckin' body, she say I'm a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna fuck me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of fuckin' guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Rodney
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
A nigga keep it silent, in L.A., I keep a clip, though
'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole
Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda
All these tattoos on my fuckin' body, she say I'm a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna fuck me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of fuckin' guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Rodney
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
A nigga keep it silent, in L.A., I keep a clip, though
'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole
And I can't have no nigga with me if they gon' snitch on us
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