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roadrunner glockboyz tez - opp hoes, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]
nah, pull up right here
my f+ckin’ phone dead, dog, let me see your sh+t
you gotta call these hoes, bro
hold on, that b+tch ringin’ right now
h+llo?

[verse]
so y’all was tryna set the play, huh?
i think b+tches gettin’ dumber by the day now
she sick we hip to her, she ain’t even had nothin’ to say
i know them n+ggas not random, you be with ’em every day
ayy, ayy, you a snake b+tch (yeah)
you should’ve found somebody else to play with (ayy, ayy)
muted the phone, told bro like we gotta face sh+t
you told them people еverything, i told your stupid ass not to say sh+t
ayy, y’all should’ve been some rеal b+tches how we did y’all
i ain’t gon’ lie, we finna do her like we did y’all
told her stop callin’, every time i turn around, this b+tch still call
ayy
opp hoes, i hate y’all
n+gga, i hate y’all
ayy
opp hoes, i hate y’all
i wish your mama would’ve let you eat an 8+ball
come and buy some weed from me, i’ma lace y’all

- roadrunner glockboyz tez lyrics

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