Bop Bop Lyrics

P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-Wooo! Uh-huh

P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-Bop! Woo! Uh-huh

P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-Bop! Woo! Uh-huh

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Keep telling you ,telling you

The money is coming, it's coming wo

Can't stop for nothin', nuthin

I really was struggling

Struggling ', woah

We didn't have nothing

Nothin

My momma she was struggling

My wrist

Bubbling

is bubbling

My cash is bubbly, woah

Yeah

The money coming in, it's coming

Too many ways, can't count, can't count

Had to pray for this, pray

I bet, not forget it, woah

I used to be walking, walking

People, they used to be laughing at me

They claim I'm different, different

I just wanted money, woah

To help my pain, my pain

But it don't really mean nothin

When the ones you want in your life

They really not there for you

Gotta brace myself, myself

I know it's just the beginning

All these new faces

I don't really know em

I'm trying to tour the world

And bring em a new wave

This drip is me, yeah

That is my signature, woah

I know I'm not perfect

But at least I'm real

I'm living my dream, can't let no one stop me

Woah, yeah, yeah

I might look calm, calm

But my mind is racing, racing

I'm thinking bout money, money

I'm thinking bout money, woah

Slept on the floor in concrete

I know what it's like to be poor

I'm selling these songs

I'm giving you hope

Yeah, can't believe everything

Salt look like sugar

Until I'm dead

I'ma be Qualo the Kid, yeah, yeah Qualo the Kid

He chasing his money

Can't let no one stop him

He really was hungry, woah

Keep telling you, telling you

The money is coming, it's coming, woah

Can't stop for nothing, for nothing

I really was struggling, struggling

We didn't have nothing, nothing

My mama was struggling, hard times

My wrist is bubbly, bubbly

My wrist is bubbly, woah

I might get a million, a million

Don't really know, I don't

Keep hustling, so I can

Run it up, yeah, yeah

Don't trust everyone, when it

Comes through, that money

They we'll pretend

Like they don't your friend, woah

But where was you

When I was bummy, bummy

I'm never afraid

To bet on myself, no

I'm winning a million, a million

I'm nothing like these lames, lames

I'm getting this paper, paper

I'm grateful for my struggles

They made me

Who I am today

Money don't amaze me

I just like the feeling

And what it can get me, woah

And what it can get me, woah

And what it can get me, yeah, yeah