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lirik lagu oop bitch – j. stalin

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[verse 1: j. stalin]
i be running these b*tches, but never cum in these b*tches
she on top of a n*gga, up and down like switches
you be using the car, i know ’bout every mission
she know you ain’t a k!ller, she know me, i’m the realest
she be praying for me, she know i be f*cking with hittas
she know you ain’t ’bout that life, and you just hang with them n*ggas
she know we ’bout them digets, she know we counting figures
she know anytime we slide, we ain’t sparing no b*tches
i be nutting in her mouth, and you still tongue kiss her
i don’t trust that b*tch, she be f*cking the opposition
she just told me where you be, so we back on a mission
chopper out the sunroof, my n*ggas back on that drifting

[chorus: j. stalin]
i’m [?] k!ll this n*gga, and go and f*ck his b*tch
’cause i be f*cking the opp b*tch
d*mn my b*tch, that’s the opp b*tch
d*mn my b*tch, that’s the opp b*tch
rosky dosky
opps f*cking the opp b*tch, rosky dosky
i was f*cking the opp b*tch, rosky dosky
told her “f*ck your n*gga, come boss me boss me”

[verse 2: slimmy b]
b*tch, come and give a n*gga head
your n*gga pull up trippin, i’m a shoot him in his head
beem on the glock, it ain’t green, that b*tch red
mud in my cup, it ain’t green, that sh*t red
b*tch, i’m that n*gga, nuf said
you can’t funk with me, you ain’t got enough bread
broke aass n*gga, ho ass n*gga
sleepin at your mama house, sharing clothes ass n*gga
nerd ass n*gga, you too old for that sh*t
bounce out with that k, yeah i’m known for that sh*t
tryna take my chain, you get domed for that sh*t
and why you loving on that b*tch? i put bone in that b*tch

[chorus: j. stalin]
i’m [?] k!ll this n*gga, and go and f*ck his b*tch
’cause i be f*cking the opp b*tch
d*mn my b*tch, that’s the opp b*tch
d*mn my b*tch, that’s the opp b*tch
rosky dosky
opps f*cking the opp b*tch, rosky dosky
i was f*cking the opp b*tch, rosky dosky
told her “f*ck your n*gga, come boss me boss me”

[verse 3: j. stalin]
couple shots of henny, now my d*ck on swole
i just seen an opp n*gga, pass me the pole
and he with the b*tch, that i [?] last night
and no that ain’t his girlfriend, that’s his wife
you don’t know these b*tches [?] they be f*cking for free
cause if she was f*cking for a fee, it wouldn’t have been me
’cause i’m a playa ass n*gga, ain’t no trickin in me
had that b*tch bent over, going dumb on the d
i was [?] from her phone, you ain’t know it was me
told you i had a flat tire, and meet me on 12th street
gave your ass a [?] you was with your daughter
my n*ggas move like an army, call me sargent slaughter

[chorus: j. stalin]
i’m [?] k!ll this n*gga, and go and f*ck his b*tch
’cause i be f*cking the opp b*tch
d*mn my b*tch, that’s the opp b*tch
d*mn my b*tch, that’s the opp b*tch
rosky dosky
opps f*cking the opp b*tch, rosky dosky
i was f*cking the opp b*tch, rosky dosky
told her “f*ck your n*gga, come boss me boss me”

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