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j1hunnit & glockboyz teejaee - popeye lyrics

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[intro: j1hunnit]
(ooh, it’s bluestrip, baby)
1hunnit

[verse 1: j1hunnit]
you’ve been d+ck ridin’ so long, you should be expectin’
i whip that flip phone out like it’s my secret weapon
choke the handle on the pot like jody and melvin
fork up in the glass like i’m tryna get a bottled [?]
green tips through a n+gga wall like the flying dutchman
look at how my sh+t shine, i got it straight from hutch
they can’t do this sh+t without me, n+gga, david ruffin
baby nuts sittin’ on the chop finna toast his m+ffin
yeah, hope you don’t think i’m bluffin’
point the biggest n+gga out, i wanna fight the tough one
i own thousand dollar kicks, i dare a n+gga to scuff one
i keep a million dollar b+tch, it ain’t sh+t to stuff one

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
this a million dollar sprite, it’s wockhardt in it
trackhawk, i f+ck around and shake the earth when i start the engine
i wakе up countin’ money, you wake up to your girl b+tchin’
i heard thеy gettin’ taxed for the bullsh+t, let me serve them n+ggas
the block still jumpin’, it ain’t slowin’ down (yeah)
i asked her can she suck my d+ck and she just cracked a smile
i’m tryna put my order in, i need a thousand pounds
half weed and half ice, and plus, i need it now
so many custos, i think i served magic johnson
when i was [?], i had my po at the trap houses
n+gga, i’m really from the ghetto, you just stop by
n+ggas be b+tchin’ until they pop some pills and then they turn popeye
[verse 3: j1hunnit]
these n+ggas pop pills and then turn gremlins
make me send them jack boys to hop out and come get ’em, n+gga
the cup hit different, it numb a n+gga feelings
this sh+t got a n+gga chillin’, i ain’t think about the k!llings at all
the day i touch my first million, i’ma slap my opps with it
i ain’t playin’ with you p+ssy+ass n+ggas at all
stuck in the game until it’s over, man, i’m deeply involved
hopin’ that 12 don’t hit the spot because it’s dope in the walls
n+gga
who the f+ck you gon’ call? you get no love when you fall
i would’ve been broke, too, if i was f+ckin’ with y’all
instead i’m splurgin’ in malls, like, n+gga, f+ck it, we ball



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