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asm bopster - up lyrics

energy made this one

on the back of b+tches, the ball

and soon the game, huh?

ain’t never met no b+tch that i need, huh?
i’m balling for season, huh?
anything i make up in this booth. beat the speakers up anyhow. i see. you know, i shoot from the sneakers up
f+ck the world
we bouncing out right here, then we sneaking up
she says it. bop on that b+tch. turn the speakers up
bad b+tch. she got a n+gga. she my sneaky f+ck

she my little famous nikki lane. she my tv f+ck
i already know it’s rolling with us. i don’t speak too much
all right, shut it down. switch to be fast hop
one thing i get mad when a b+tch get
i ain’t in the booth too long. i k!lled a beef fast
fine b+tch
walking through the shout out where you be at
you better take picture of your hair before i beat ass
and this ain’t. you hear me? hop on, b+tches. all guys
i got a new chick coming in. come f+ck my laughs
he like them hard till i slapping talking my old my bad
i like my nina but my 40 the one to go
blast
huh?
let me grab ass
she said that p+ssy h+lla far. that sh+t is trash bag
i’ma stay gassing on my option till my time pass
and b+tch stay on my pocket talking about that’s my last
i ran up streets every month. i’m always have chill
i ain’t no way i can hide it. i put it on crib
15 stock on this b+tch
but you know, i got to stick
let them drive by on that sh+t. 50 shots in his whip

the boy got ball. he. trying to pull up?
f+ck it. let’s get the b+tch rolling. let’s just turn it up
i got that n+gga jumping around like he doing double dutch
oh, that little n+gga dead. now let’s run him up
chain out on my neck cause i got blow it up
i’m trying to catch it. they got out so i can wet him up
once up, no coming down, b+tch. forever stuck
all i know he have it all must do
test my luck
i don’t give a f+ck he’ll b+tch
ain’t gonna let her bust
i told her cut dirt gain out of little n+gga stuck
he tried to turn around and walk
bullets eat his ass up
it was chalk on the floor where his body got touched
huh?
it was critical they couldn’t stitch his ass up. he feeling miserable?
we got her little chops over here
shoot from 10 to 2. look up
see the boys, do the dice. that’s typical
i don’t believe threats
stop saying what you finna do, huh?
we start the popper. tell her. watch it like mystikal
i don’t do it up over
no, b+tch. i’m mystikal
i was broke. now rich is a miracle. i know
i got about 310 to fold
you can f+ck around and find out how far i really go
i can never kiss you, b+tch. you be giving throat
you thought you won’t be my b+tch like, really dope
no b+tch that i need. i’m balling for season, huh?
anything i make up in this booth. beat the speakers up
anyhow. i see. you know i shoot from the sneakers up
f+ck the world. we bouncing out right here, then we sneaking up

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