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fijimacintosh x lil raven - oops! lyrics

[intro: fijimacintosh]
oh+ah+yeah
roll my motherf+cking dope ‘nem, taha
f+ck these n+gga talm ’bout
yea yea

[verse 1: fijimacintosh]
i’m in hеr mouth like a cavity, i know that f+ck n+gga heard of me
you better speak on my name with some courtesy
smoking on strong, hercules, can’t hit your bong if he hurting me
lil b+tch i’m the last of a dying breed, you are now watching a trilogy
my dada is dope behind the scenes, b+tch i’m connecting no cuban link
i know your hoe really wanna link, man that lil b+tch is a bendy (yee)
i put that fendi on mama mink (yee), remember i didn’t have nun’ to eat (yee)
now we tryna lit like a chrimmy tree, and most of these n+ggas my mini me’s, yea
[chorus: fijimacintosh]
i’m counting blue cheese, i throw it on groupies
yo bih wanna screw me, lil b+tch i’m fly like a bumblebee
ain’t no hot like the oven, me, fatass lil b+tch and she stuttering
lil boy i make more than your salary, the p+ssy the my satisfactory
look at my denim it’s j+panese, i gotta get it by any means
i need the money by any means, oops! i did it again, like britney
she wanna swallow my kid in me (ew), i’m like “lil b+tch is you kidding me?”
she throw that ass like a frisbee (bee), watch how she shake it to every beat

[verse 2: lil raven]
oh, hercules, hercules, hercules, chanel match the burberry
i dig in her like surgery, she smoke that d+ck like some purple weed
ice on my wrist got me cooling cool, she know i’m hot like some noodle soup
my n+gga daughter like i’m q da fool, we spin your block like a hula hoop
i’m counting blue racks, i beat the p+ssy like boom bap
you way too close, n+gga move back, the difference between us a huge gap
popping that sh+t i’m like “ooh,” britney spears i’m like “oops”
diamonds wet like a pool, you can meet all my goons (yeah yaps)
aye, wraith in the fiji, they watching us like the tv
that ain’t no glock, that’s a bb, bad b+tch she don’t wanna leave me
hop in the coupe and i’m ghost, these n+ggas doing the most
balenciaga on my coats, saint laurent for all my hoes

[chorus: fijimacintosh]
i’m counting blue cheese, i throw it on groupies
yo bih wanna screw me, lil b+tch i’m fly like a bumblebee
ain’t no hot like the oven, me, fatass lil b+tch and she stuttering
lil boy i make more than your salary, the p+ssy the my satisfactory
look at my denim it’s j+panese, i gotta get it by any means
i need the money by any means, oops! i did it again, like britney
she wanna swallow my kid in me (ew), i’m like “lil b+tch is you kidding me?”
she throw that ass like a frisbee (bee), watch how she shake it to every beat
[outro]
so, my fans will, you know, appreciate that and like that
i spotted you dancing, you made all the girls stare
you know what? i, lately i’ve been really interested in like a lot of hip+hop music
i’ve been really influenced by that, and so i just, you know
um, i think i incorporate a lot of that into my music lately

- fijimacintosh x lil raven lyrics

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