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Ok Ok (Loco)
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Pop Smoke
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(AXL) You know what it is When you hear that, ha Tired of these n***as cappin' (Tired of?these?n***as cappin') (TrapHouseMob) N***as runnin'?their jewels (N***as runnin' their jewels) Okay,?okay (This is a Melo beat) They ain't expectin' this one From the Brooklyn Bridge, South Bronx My b*t*h go loco, loco (Haha, it's how I roll, ha) Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby) Woo (Haha, yeah, ha) Let me see some (Ha) Okay, okay (I see ya) Okay, okay Montana (Okay, okay) Is that your whip? (Okay, okay) Is that your b*t*h? (Okay, okay) Wanna catch me slippin' (Okay, okay) Put this on my hip (Okay, okay) I got a thing for Bugattis My youngins itching to body And I ain't lookin' behind I cut that rearview on the side (Okay, okay) I got French over like Vanessa Williams in the millions, forty cop on her dresser (Dresser) It's that South Bronx, baby Loko, loko (Loko), dough boy, loko Nigeria, loko, loko, ball, couldn't go pro Watch your leg, David shoot it out with the po-po (Uh-huh) They be like, "Coke boys, goddamn, where's the cocaine" (Uh-huh) Half a mill for a show Goddamn, came from the four train (Uh-huh) Still live by the cold main Twenty-four karat on my gold chain (Bling) Four finger gold ring Still have the old one My b*t*h love coco, coco (Haha) Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby) Woo (Haha, yeah) Let me see some Okay, okay (I see ya) Okay, okay Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke (Yeah) I'm from the Floss where n***as tote (Ooh) They couldn't be Crips, so they turned Folks (Bah) Drivin' through the 'Ville, droppin' the cho (Brrt) I gotta laugh 'cause these n***as jokes (Haha) Dread like, "Who these n***as?" (Who these n***as?) "I don't know" (I don't know) But I'm on go (Woo) And I'm in that Bugatti, movin' two hundred (Bah) Givin' pumps, like, "Who shot ya?" (Grr) Me and Trey, that's four choppers (Woo) Man down (Woo) All you see is helicopters (Grr) Paramedics pick him up They gon' send him to the doctor (Get that n***a) I'm in the hood like an engine, revvin' (Trey, get that n***a) My checks is clearin' (Woo, woo) Your checks is pending (Woo, woo) And I got a couple gangsters, let me know (It's a fact) If you want smoke (If you want smoke) 'Cause, boy, I can send 'em (Boy, I can send 'em) And I got a bad b*t*h, a** up (Hahaha) Face down (Face down) Yeah, she love doggystyle (Uh-huh) And she got a Louis bag (Yeah) That hold the extendo (Woo, woo) Okay, okay (Okay, okay) Okay, okay Look, my b*t*h go loco, loco (Haha) Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby) Woo (Haha, yeah) Let me see some Okay, okay (I see ya) Okay, okay My b*t*h go loco, loco (Haha) Woo back, baby (Woo back, baby) Woo (Haha, yeah) Let me see some Okay, okay (I see ya) Okay, okay (Turn around)
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