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my_kayla - eat up the opp lyrics

[intro: 2pac]
rollin’ in my 500 benz, i got no love for these n+ggas
there’s no need to be friends
picture me rollin’ in my 500 benz i got no love for these n+ggas
there’s no need to be friends, picture me

[chorus]
that’s how you beat up the block
that how you eat up the opp
eat up the opp
eat up the opp
eat up the opp
we eat up a lot
that’s how you beat up the block
that how you eat up the opp
eat up the opp
eat up the opp
eat up the opp
we eat up a lot
[verse]
my_k a heartthrob, i’m known to make them p+ssies pop
hеad stand and p+ssy pop, them p+ssies pop like jack in thе box (ow)
oh i’m icy, capital i
they keep staring, you like it or not
upgraded the watch, they hate it but watch (wow)
i’m so good, know i say this a lot (yeah, wow, yeah)
was she hating, wait i forgot
get it so much, that i’m rarely surprised
i got that thing, that je ne sais quoi
i got the demand, i control the supply
i could be broke still eat up the opp
they really hate a n+gga when i eat at barak’s
they eat in the lot, we seated up top
you ain’t do the work, but you made at the boss
you mad that i’m playing or mad that you lost
sweet baby ray’s how i’m adding the sauce
you speaking on me when you barely involved
i’m eating it, all you n+ggas can starve

eat up the opp, my feet up a lot
look at the bottom they bl++dy (cash)
look at the pockets they chubby
look at the b+tches they love me (yeah)
she ride it so good, she kentucky
ohh ah d+mn sh+t (yeah), how she get that d+mn thick (yeah, yeah)
dee got the bread, i got the cheese (yeah, yeah)
we can make a sandwich (yeah, yeah)
ohh ah d+mn sh+t (bow), who you fly to france with (bow, bow)
this bank account outlandish (wow), i knew i felt my hands itch
[chorus]
that’s how you beat up the block
that how you eat up the opp
eat up the opp
eat up the opp
eat up the opp
we eat up a lot
that’s how you beat up the block
that how you eat up the opp
eat up the opp
eat up the opp
eat up the opp
we eat up a lot
in my 500 benz, i got no love for these n+ggas (eat up the opp)
there’s no need to be friends (eat up the opp)
picture me rollin’ in my 500 benz (eat up the opp)
i got no love for these n+ggas (eat up the opp)
there’s no need to be friends (eat up the opp)

[verse]
i wasn’t always ballin’ (splash), now i need bigger closets
met so many women they all go by whatchamacallit (what’s yo’ name)
girl i know the game, on my rich paul sh+t (ha, ha, ha)
i stay away from gossip, just making these deposits (cash, cash, cash)
good to the last drop maxwell coffee (yeah)
i stay in this giovanni, but i f+ck in this ferrari (ow)
ten thousand on the carpet feel like clouds when you walking
i hear my_kayla is flyer than the mascot out in charlotte (buzzz)
they big mad
roll the carpet out
got these hoes quiet, but i give they ass something to talk about
time to take the garbage out
these shoes italian b+tch i stay styling, you ain’t got these
i hear a pilot say we landing, i swear several times a week
my friends call me kayla boo (hey)
is this seat available (yeah)
oh toxic is yo’ jam and you heard me on the radio
and you know the lyrics, got d+mn that’s saying a lot
eat up the opp, f+ck you thought
b+tches salty, i’m adding the salt like

- my_kayla lyrics

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