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opp boy - skooly lyrics

woo! woo!
oh my goodness
tell them p*ssy opp boy
they know i dissed ’em
yeah
b*tch ass n*gga
know i dissed ’em
yeah
uh, check me out
uh

make sure all my old b*tches know that i missed ’em
’bout to get some more money and mind my business
i’m not stunin’ lil money, you owe me pennies
on my brother, them my co*pilot, he know my business
b*tch just dropped a dot, dot
i found out the ticket
we gon’ blow you down, n*gga, ’cause we know you with ’em
left his head in front of his buildin’, we just blew this business
and i got red inside my system, need a stolen kidney
skate

that sh*t comin’ fast
they know what it was
i’m onto this fashion
i just blew me a bag
to go in the club
a whole nother bracket
these n*ggas don’t know
’bout the grade a bud
i ain’t gon’ change
get disrespectful and use my fame
and go get your man top put on my chains and things
a couple of rings
yeah, i got a stain
i put a graveyard in the game
they callin’ me cain
just stay out my lane
i’m just a dog that got out the cage that cannot be tamed
you can tell by my fangs
they talkin’ ’bout dirty, i’m knee*deep in the mud in my face
i got guns and drugs on my case
too many guns in my place
too many dubs, too many hundreds to pay
puttin’ sh*t right on his head
put him in bed
let him lay down with his bae
i ain’t stunin’ nonsense, b*tch
the cops came in here bustin’
i had runts inside my oven, that’s a whole d*mn bag
no time for the tusslin’
put them racks inside the duffle
b*tch, you must thought i was bluffin’
i got old man cash
okay, i’m gon’ leave a opper out in no man’s land, uh
we gon’ slide them doors back in old man vans
these are louboutins, these ain’t cole haans, man
catch a cold hand, hit like cocaine
kurt cobain slain in my domain, uh
liu kang kick it, purple potion
i got white b*tches out in notre dame
i know you don’t but they do think i’m important, bae
me and lee ’bout to get these vests that cost a quarter k
my partners still servin’ that sh*t, make a quart a day

why would you lie to me?
you tried to deny fully
on top of the lies, i see you partner’s disguise, bully
he couldn’t beat a n*gga if his hands was tied to him
i wouldn’t leave these n*ggas, my man’s still tied to ’em
i plan advise
don’t plan to lie to him
i am the guy my mans will die for him
i am the deiform of god descendent
let’s see if you’ll die for him
let’s rob this n*gga

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