
Bop It ft. JiggyManFasa Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
In the circle, they geekin' Tryna get deady we turnt every weekend
I really get active, yall on the wall leaning fuck that, we turnt all season
Head tap, nigga, just give me a reason I'm a rude boy, she got that forehead feigning
I'm a rude boy, but that foreplay, I need it No cap rap, when I say I mean it
Call a gun jam, cut the hips, be poppin' your bitch at the function , oh, he flockin
Versace the shades, we got hella options Soon Np , the next trending topic
We sweepin' shit, y'all niggas still moppin' I felt her connect when I put it in the socket
She sendin' me pictures all over the locket Bad lil' baby, she lookin' exotic
Like, pop it, shake it I like it when a bitch get naked
All real ass, she ain't doin' no fakin' Hit from the back, that cake, I'm bakin
One leg up, but I'm not Jamaican
Pour the Henny, I said no chasin x2
Two guns, two deeps, two knocks If you bend around, his ass shot
Need me a bitch that do what I Need me a bitch that do what I like
Step out the line, her ass take a hike Nah, baby, I ain't even try to fight
Knock that pussy out fight night
That ass shakin', that shit is on site
Watch that left, but you better move right You really brought a gun to this fuckin' knife fight
Slice him up, I ain't talk to old Spice Totin that rock, give a fuck bout some height
I need me a bad bitch thick ice spice Niggas just sittin' around, shit ain't right
Now this bitch wanna do me 40 cal, let me squeeze on the boobie
Shit hit different, nigga, should've boomed me She blowin' bubbles, not talkin' jacuzzi
We splitting our cut, just like a movie Christian Dior, Gucci, Louis
Bag on his head, all he want is the blue cheese
Walk in the store, I buy what I want You window shop can't get enough, huh
That shit glistenin' soft, honey bunny Catch me a flocker, I'm makin' him run
His mans screamin' Bullets comin' fast
Fuckin reload , G lock me bruh Niggas don't have it, niggas be bums
In the circle, they geekin' Tryna get deady we turnt every weekend
I really get active, yall on the wall leaning fuck that, we turnt all season
Head tap, nigga, just give me a reason I'm a rude boy, she got that forehead feigning
I'm a rude boy, but that foreplay, I need it No cap rap, when I say I mean it
Call a gun jam, cut the hips, be poppin' your bitch at the function , oh, he flockin
Versace the shades, we got hella options Soon Np , the next trending topic
We sweepin' shit, y'all niggas still moppin' I felt her connect when I put it in the socket
She sendin' me pictures all over the locket Bad lil' baby, she lookin' exotic
Like, pop it, shake it I like it when a bitch get naked
All real ass, she ain't doin' no fakin' Hit from the back, that cake, I'm bakin
One leg up, but I'm not Jamaican
Pour the Henny, I said no chasin x2
Two guns, two deeps, two knocks If you bend around, his ass shot
Need me a bitch that do what I Need me a bitch that do what I like
Step out the line, her ass take a hike Nah, baby, I ain't even try to fight
Knock that pussy out fight night
That ass shakin', that shit is on site
Watch that left, but you better move right