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pope livin - nine vicious lyrics lyrics

[intro]
(haha, n+ggas crazy)
(i’m with yo—, yeah)
(i’m with young ahmad in this b+tch, man)
f+ck you talkin’ ’bout, n+gga?

[chorus]
n+gga play with this, bet his ass gon’ get offed (say what?)
brand+new gen5, thirty rounds in my glock (boop+boop+boop+boop, what?)
pull up on your b+tch, told that ho, “come give me top” (what?)
pull up on your momma, make that b+tch give me slop (f+ck you talkin’ ’bout)

[bridge]
i don’t give a f+ck what these n+ggas sayin’ (boop+boop+boop+boop)

[verse]
i know your lil’ ho, she on go (what? yeah, yeah, yeah)
i told that boy, “stick to the code” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m whippin’ the crack in the bowl
on my phone, got a hunnid hoes
i told that boy, “stick to the code” (say what?)
yeah, my shooter, he shootin’, he shoot (boop+boop)
the speakers loud as f+ck (what?)
the speakers loud as f+ck (ah)
the speakers loud as f+ck
the speakers loud as f+ck (what? what?)
that b+tch, she can’t give up (say what?), she know i can’t give up (say what? let’s go)
h+ll yeah, i love my drugs and i’m lovin’ all my cups (lovin’ my cups)
double cup (woo), four cups (woo), six cups (woo), eight cups (woo+hoo)
bad b+tch, she’s so bad she don’t need no makeup (what? need no what?)
told them put the lil’ sh+t on my tab, i love like all my drugs
if that n+gga play with me, on god, i’ll f+ck his face up (f+ck that n+gga, f+ck, f+ck, f+ck, f+ck)
with that gun (what?), with that drum (what?), with your ho, she’s f+cking (let’s go)
make me cum (what?), put them lil’ racks on your head, d+mn, you better not come, boy
d+mn, i love my momma (d+mn), you know i’m a momma’s boy
[chorus]
n+gga play with this, bet his ass gon’ get offed (say what?)
brand+new gen5, thirty rounds in my glock (boop+boop+boop+boop, what?)
pull up on your b+tch, told that ho, “come give me top” (what?)
pull up on your momma, make that b+tch give me slop (f+ck you talkin’ ’bout)

[outro]
make that b+tch give me slop (like i told ya)
make that b+tch give me slop
make that b+tch give me slop
if you scared of this sh+t, you better get out ‘fore you get offed
(haha, n+ggas crazy)
(i’m with yo—, yeah)
(i’m with young ahmad in this b+tch, man)
f+ck what you did back in the day, man, new age, yeah

- pope livin lyrics

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