Sloppy Seconds ft. Yung Dul & Lil Djp Lyrics

Aye, aye

Fucking on this hoe sideways, she gimme sloppy toppy

She a virgin from the jump, but now her pussy poppy

Yeah that pussy poppy, I'm in there real deep and they can't fucking stop me

Feeling like the shit and you know I'm feelin' cocky

Knock that pussy out cause you know I'm like Rocky

Aye, rocky top bitch, I get head at the mini dome

Coach Watts getting mad as shit, he blowin' up my fucking phone

I just want to be left alone

You know my bag gucci, shirt is Vlone

Fuck a bad bitch and you know she gon' groan

Stupid ass boy ain't got no chromosomes

Like Jay Z, I'm definitely in my zone

Outlet mall shoppin', got New Balance on my feet

Number six, goin back to back with the Miami Heat

Two years passed, D-wayne Wade became Dwayne wade

Hit up my boy Evan if you ever wanna fucking fade

Whole gang deep at Capone's

Pull up real fly like a fucking drone

I'm going psycho like I'm Post Malone

If you ever wanna fuck, pull up to the dome

Aye, aye

Fucking on this hoe sideways, she gimme sloppy toppy

She a virgin from the jump, but now her pussy poppy

Yeah that pussy poppy, I'm in there real deep and they can't fucking stop me

Feeling like the shit and you know I'm feelin' cocky

Knock that pussy out cause you know I'm like Rocky

Aye, rocky top bitch, I get head at the mini dome

Coach Watts getting mad as shit, he blowin' up my fucking phone

I just want to be left alone

Hungry as fuck, pull up to the main meal

Just took his bitch, you know that's a steal

Get that pussy wet like a motherfucking seal

Got that fake ass chain, you know that shit ain't real

And I throw it down, Oneal

Corner shot, Bradley Beal

In the all-black automobile

Jesus please take the wheel

Pussy tight and it squeal

Beat the case, no appeal

Perc-30, that's my pill

Tryna Netflix and chill

Fucking on this hoe sideways, she gimme sloppy toppy

She a virgin from the jump, but now her pussy poppy

Yeah that pussy poppy, I'm in there real deep and they can't fucking stop me

Feeling like the shit and you know I'm feelin' cocky

Knock that pussy out cause you know I'm like Rocky

Aye, rocky top bitch, I get head at the mini dome (yuh)

Coach Watts getting mad as shit, he blowin' up my fucking phone

I just want to be left alone (yeah, yeah, yeah)

She give me sloppy toppy in a Maserati (what, what)

You niggas not original, you see me, then you copy (aye, yuh, yuh)

Yeah, Santa Clause, got 3 hoes on me, they all been naughty (uh, uh)

I don't mess with Rudolph no more, I deliver in a Bugatti (yeah, yeah)

AK47 Kevin 11, gon' put that lil boy into a pack (whoo, whoo)

Imma go buy a yacht, then make it a cruise, my life Cody and Zack (aye, yuh)

I put in work, you just slack (yuh)

Call up the gang, you're under attack (yuh)

DJ the best, I think that's a fact (uh)

You get sloppy seconds, I hit from the back, eugh (uh, uh)

Feel like Xshon, chasing the money like I'm running track (yuh, uh, uh)

In the club, throwing ones but I'm throwing racks (yeah, yeah, uh, uh)

Shopping spree, let's get Gucci and walk into Saks (ayy, uh)

Since I blew up, I'm the one that they turn they backs on (yeah, yeah, uh)

Yeah, imma get through it (uh, yuh)

Keeping it pushing, I don't got no limit (yeah)

Niggas hating on me, but I get paid and I'm winning (yeah, yeah)

I feel like the joker, sit back, relax, and a nigga still grinning (ayy, yuh)

I do not want that girl, her kitty stank and she look like a gremlin (what, what, what, huh)