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(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Uh, oh
I-I feel like Mufasa
I'm richer than your father
Wro-wrong move and I pop you
Treehouse stick gon' drum you
Pop out to that pop-up
New foreign, boy, say, "Pop up"
You think that bitch can stop us?
You ca , you can try to stop this choppa
Drop one of y'all, said, "I won't pop nothin'"
My soldiers need a mark-up
I might still swerve, 'cause I changed the color of my shirt, yeah-yeah
The whip gon' swerve, big V12, bitch, what you think? Yeah
Uh, oh
I-I feel like Mufasa
I'm richer than your father
Wro-wrong move and I pop you
Treehouse stick gon' drum you
Pop out to that pop-up
New foreign, boy, say, "Pop up"
You think that bitch can stop us?
You ca , you can try to stop this choppa
Drop one of y'all, said, "I won't pop nothin'"
My soldiers need a mark-up
I might still swerve, 'cause I changed the color of my shirt, yeah-yeah
The whip gon' swerve, big V12, bitch, what you think? Yeah
Bitch get on my nerves
Fill my cup, and I can't think, yeah-yeah
Do-double cup, double drank
Shoot at that lil' boy, gon' sink
Shut the fuck, sh-sh-shut, shut the fuck up (Yeah, yeah)
Shut the fuck up (Yeah)
Bo-boy, you's a buster (Yeah)
I-I dropped my nuts, yeah (Huh)
Sendin' shots, can you duck? Uh (Yeah)
Way too, way too much up, yeah (Yeah)
Prove to me I can trust you, yeah
Another one bit the dust, yeah, huh
Another one bit the dust, yeah, huh
(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Uh, oh
(Boop-boop-boop-boop)
Fill my cup, and I can't think, yeah-yeah
Do-double cup, double drank
Shoot at that lil' boy, gon' sink
Shut the fuck, sh-sh-shut, shut the fuck up (Yeah, yeah)
Shut the fuck up (Yeah)
Bo-boy, you's a buster (Yeah)
I-I dropped my nuts, yeah (Huh)
Sendin' shots, can you duck? Uh (Yeah)
Way too, way too much up, yeah (Yeah)
Prove to me I can trust you, yeah
Another one bit the dust, yeah, huh
Another one bit the dust, yeah, huh
(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Uh, oh
(Boop-boop-boop-boop)
I-I feel like Mufasa
I'm richer than your father
Wro-wrong move and I pop you
Treehouse stick gon' drum you
Pop out to that pop-up
New foreign, boy, say, "Pop up"
You think that bitch can stop us?
You ca , you can try to stop this choppa
Drop one of y'all, said, "I won't pop nothin'"
My soldiers need a mark-up
I might still swerve, 'cause I changed the color of my shirt, yeah-yeah
The whip gon' swerve, big V12, bitch, what you think? Yeah
Bitch get on my nerves
Fill my cup, and I can't think, yeah-yeah
Do-double cup, double drank
Shoot at that lil' boy, gon' sink
Shut the fuck, sh-sh-shut, shut the fuck up (Yeah, yeah)
(Beep, beep, yeah)
Shut the fuck, sh-sh-shut, shut the fuck up (Yeah, yeah)
(Beep, beep, yeah)
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