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the zodiac father - pop! lyrics

[verse: the zodiac father]
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, and if a n-gga tryda pop me, imma shoot em in his d-ck
on my momma i won’t run with a p-ssy pull a stick
i’m offin’ thotties often cuz a b-tch ain’t sh-t
when she spreadin all them lies but she takin all my jits
i stay whippin with these bricks, but i ain’t hitting l!cks
if you pull up on my block, swear you ain’t runnin sh-t
on my momma, i’m the n-gga with the sh-ts
got a pistol for you n-ggas turn you opposite of ritz
and if a n-gga tryda hit me, we gone run up in his sh-t
and if his b-tch try to help him make her choke up on this d-ck
make her choke up on this d-ck, make her choke up on this d-ck, make her choke up on this d-ck

[verse: kel]
i came to let you n-ggas know, i got my sauce back
call your b-tch a quarterback, yea she gone toss that
you a mouse n-gga, she know i boss that
a b-tch tryda run me, n-gga pause that
i-i-i-i dug her out
when buggin’ out, you mad cuz’ you a ant (ant!)
she suck me up, i’m high as f-ck, i hear the angels chant
a n-gga tryda’ take my b-tch, he never had a chance
she took a pic, to you it’s sent, she biting on my pants
and if a n-gga want war, me and my guys go ape
f-ck the peace, go tell police, we uppin’ murder rates
to older n-ggas, i can’t get ya then your daughter pay
start catching bodies n-gga, bobby shmurda way

- the zodiac father lyrics

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