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sholoh - mop lyrics

[verse]
yeah, yeah, yeah
walk in this hoe with that bl!ck on me, please don’t play
what you want? you want some bars? you know i’ll give you the play
lil’ hoe really tryna come f+ck, okay, lil’ b+tch, what’s the play
finna go jugg his lil’ sh+t, i’m with mo, we already know we got the bl!ck
riding around with a stick in this b+tch, we dirty as f+ck, we don’t give a f+ck about the sh+t
we taking your sh+t, we taking everything
glock, i’ll knock your noodles in your brain
n+gga been talking, n+gga, you insane
hit new york, then i hit l.a
i just hit that b+tch straight up from the back
i love my money, b+tch, i love the racks
please, tryna flex up on a n+gga, i just up ten on your ass
b+tch, i get you slimed out for a black
these n+ggas g+y, swear they just be f+gs
yeah, yeah, took your lil’ b+tch, f+cked her in my jag’
left my job went and got some racks
left my job, n+gga, got a bag
broke ass n+gga going out sad
broke ass n+gga where the f+ck your guap
you sl+tty ass hoe, steady giving top
get rid of the body, wipe it like a mop
like stop, n+gga, just stop
n+gga, you know you don’t wanna die
you said that i flop, you tripping, lil’ n+gga
need to fix your eyes
look at my motherf+cking wrist, look at the motherf+cking time
bezel, the glock finna hit you whenever
talking that sh+t, then it’s settled
i’m with mellow, we pushing the pedal
and i’m down for the smoke, whenever
and i’m down for the smoke, whenever
(sholohbae)
yeah, yeah, yeah
walk in this hoe with that bl!ck on me, please don’t play
what you want? you want some bars? you know i’ll give you the play
lil’ hoe really tryna come f+ck, okay, lil’ b+tch, what’s the play
finna go jugg his lil’ sh+t, i’m with mo, we already know we got the bl!ck
riding around with a stick in this b+tch, we dirty as f+ck, we don’t give a f+ck about the sh+t
we taking your sh+t, we taking everything
glock, i’ll knock your noodles in your brain
n+gga been talking, n+gga, you insane
hit new york, then i hit l.a
i just hit that b+tch straight up from the back
i love my money, b+tch, i love the racks
please, tryna flex up on a n+gga, i just up ten on your ass
b+tch, i get you slimed out for a black
these n+ggas g+y, swear they just be f+gs
yeah, yeah, took your lil’ b+tch, f+cked her in my jag’
left my job went and got some racks
left my job, n+gga, got a bag
broke ass n+gga going out sad
broke ass n+gga where the f+ck your guap
you sl+tty ass hoe, steady giving top
get rid of the body, wipe it like a mop
like stop, n+gga, just stop
n+gga, you know you don’t wanna die
you said that i flop, you tripping, lil’ n+gga
need to fix your eyes
look at my motherf+cking wrist, look at the motherf+cking time
bezel, the glock finna hit you whenever
talking that sh+t, then it’s settled
i’m with mellow, we pushing the pedal

- sholoh lyrics

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