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blockwork - head tapper lyrics

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[intro]
(ayo, babs, f+ck them b+tches up)
(tino, what’s poppin’?)
it’s block’, it’s block’ (fifty+fifth boys)
it’s block’, it’s block’
head tappers, real trappers
fifty+fifth sh+t, gangsta
fifty+fifth boys, gangsta
real droppers (huh?), head tappers (huh?), real trappers (huh?)

[chorus]
i got some money, i got some b+tches, i just need some more
he said that it’s smoke, i told him, “put it on the f+ckin’ floor”
i been gettin’ bands, hit the mall and go, “dior, dior”
if i catch a opp with this glock, i’ma up the score
like, derek roll with this chopper, tear a n+gga acl
all he heard was, “grrah+grrah+grrah,” he can’t scream for help
please don’t call my phone, i’m in the zone, i’m on the paper route
if he dissin’ ‘dot or lil’ notti, we gon take him out

[verse]
all my n+ggas shooters in this b+tch, i bring the lasers out
they think that i’m signed because this sh+t inside my bank account
like ot’ quanny, i be snappin’ on this motherf+cker
n+ggas ain’t believe that i’d be rich, i got it out the gutter
same gang, i never changed, i’m always with my brothers
n+gga play and he gon’ die and that’s on my mother
shawty let me f+ck, she just said that i got no manners
she said she like n+ggas with that bag, that means i’m her standards
duffle bag full of cash, they think i’m a scammer
when i’m on the job, i always keep my hammer (i always keep my job, n+gga)
hollow tips and 223s turn that boy to a dancer
he said he want smoke, we done gave them n+ggas cancer
shawty let me f+ck, she just said that i got no manners (what?)
she said she like n+ggas with that bag, that means i’m her standards
duffle bag full of cash, they think i’m a scammer (they think i’m a scammer, n+gga)
when i’m on the job, i always keep my hammer (i always keep my job, n+gga)
b+tch i’m from from the five, posted up, these n+ggas never slide
i’ve been h+lla rich and h+lla lit since the day lotti died
[chorus]
i got some money, i got some b+tches, i just need some more
he said that it’s smoke, i told him, “put it on the f+ckin’ floor”
i been gettin’ bands, hit the mall and go, “dior, dior”
if i catch a opp with this glock, i’ma up the score
like, derek roll with this chopper, tear a n+gga acl
all he heard was, “grrah+grrah+grrah,” he can’t scream for help
please don’t call my phone, i’m in the zone, i’m on the paper route
if he dissin’ ‘dot or lil’ notti, we gon take him out



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