CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Oppa Stoppa Remix
Shh, shh, sheesh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass n***as, weird ass n***as, man
What are all these n***as talkin' 'bout?
Ice cream ass n***as
Ayy (Ayy, sheesh)
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, b*t*h, we get it started
I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred, n***a, 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 pops
I fell in love with all this f**kin' 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 f**kin' body, she say I'm a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna f**k me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of f**kin' guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my n***a Ryan
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
A n***a 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 n***a with me if they gon' snitch on us
Gon snitch on us try to run up on me b*t*h u know imma real dog imma go get lose dont won't problems w me u willl always lose Dumb n***a talking sh*t but could never smoke me up yea that the choppa talking n***a imma shoot better get out my way for I run all up on u free my man tay k he ain't do nothing he just did the race and im just in middle school but im f**king on his main boo (RIP his main b*t*h pu**y man) Mofo always talking man ayy but they never pull up tho pu**y bois hahahaha
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass n***as, weird ass n***as, man
What are all these n***as talkin' 'bout?
Ice cream ass n***as
Ayy (Ayy, sheesh)
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, b*t*h, we get it started
I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred, n***a, 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 pops
I fell in love with all this f**kin' 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 f**kin' body, she say I'm a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna f**k me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of f**kin' guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my n***a Ryan
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
A n***a 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 n***a with me if they gon' snitch on us
Gon snitch on us try to run up on me b*t*h u know imma real dog imma go get lose dont won't problems w me u willl always lose Dumb n***a talking sh*t but could never smoke me up yea that the choppa talking n***a imma shoot better get out my way for I run all up on u free my man tay k he ain't do nothing he just did the race and im just in middle school but im f**king on his main boo (RIP his main b*t*h pu**y man) Mofo always talking man ayy but they never pull up tho pu**y bois hahahaha
