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trdee - free the hoopers lyrics

[intro]
are you okay?
you’ve been actin’ [?]
mm
mm
phew, phew
ayy, sh+ttyboyz back in this b+tch, man
(jxckk just want a drink)

[chorus]
b+tch, is you ridin’ ’til the end? (let me know)
don’t end up like uncle ben (shot up)
boy, what the f+ck is a ten? (what is [?]?)
ballin’ in the crime, free all the hoopers in the pen’

[verse 1]
if i’m gettin’ fatter, just know i’m gettin’ more money (hot, hot)
if you put your hair up in a bun, i might just get h+rny (sh+t)
can’t believe you even let him f+ck her, he a big corn (lame)
would’ve thought my jeweler from new york, my chain get st+rdy (dance, dancе)
chillin’ in the cut, i might just pop out with a fifty ball
f+ck around and be the monеy callin’, i can’t miss a call
movie style, f+ck her on the counter, up against the wall
how you don’t wanna see your mans eat? n+gga, pass the ball
never had a pair of kobes but be ballin’ like that n+gga
i looked up to my mama, i ain’t had no father figure
my new kid [?] a baby, i might need a baby sitter
all we do is smoke exotic, she told me she don’t like liquor (phew, phew)
still got me some casamigo just to get her out her sh+ll
she know that it’s hammer time, she let me hit it like a nail
tell me when it’s crunch time, that’s when most n+ggas fail
how the f+ck are you a baller? you couldn’t even pay your bail
man, free the hoopers
white buffs, black tint, lookin’ like stormtroopers
two glocks, got ’em both, kenan and kel
i’ve been in my bag so long, the chips gettin’ stale (you hear me?)
all this fire i’ve been droppin’, tryna make the winter hot
all this money i got on me probably make her p+ssy pop
don’t n0body like your music, ain’t no point for you to drop
he got b+tched his whole life, so he grew up to be a cop
know you ain’t coppin’ sh+t, now why you lookin’ in the window?
he be thinkin’ with his d+ck, i send that b+tch to get his info
man, i can’t believe she let the bro smash like nintendo
and my white boy pull up shootin’ sh+t like tyler herro
[chorus]
are you ridin’ to the end? (are you?)
don’t end up like uncle ben (shot up)
boy, what the f+ck is a ten? (what is ten?)
ballin’ in the crime, free all the— (okay)

[verse 2]
ballin’ in the crime, free all the hoopers they done locked down
all fun and games until you miss and then are not found
gang and them’ll chase your ass on feet, don’t get walked down
heard a n+gga rappin’ fast on beats, like that’s my sound (that’s my sh+t)
i don’t bite styles, might as well not have no t++th
it’s a billion other b+tches, bro, that sh+t not even deep
you know it ain’t really sh+t, i went and dropped another [?]
ran into a bad b+tch, like this the one i gotta keep
always keep a pole on me, think i’m lyin’? come and try
that’d be the first time in my life i caught a body
all i wanna do is get rich, n+gga, who is roddy?
i’ve been sh+ttin’ since a youngin, i ain’t make it off the potty

[chorus]
but is you ridin’ to the end? (know)
don’t end up like uncle ben (shot up)
boy, what the f+ck is a ten? (what is [?]?)
ballin’ in the crime, free all the— (okay)
free all the hoopers in the pen’ (free ’em)
[outro]
sh+ttyboyz
sbdsm sh+t, they can’t f+ck with us, never could, ho
are you okay?
you’ve been actin’ [?]
(jxckk just want a drink)

- trdee lyrics

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