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opp hunt - vampviolence lyrics

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alright, i see how it’s gon’ be
aye, pass me that cup right there
that one that got the purple in it
that’s mine
i’m ready

(what the f*ck)

brodie ridin’ witta mop, he goin’ opp huntin’
f*ck them n*ggas, get to steppin’ on em, choppa keep bussin’
(aye)
ace took his bands to the jeweler, got his t**th bussin’
(bussin’)
b*tch mad that i ain’t text her back, i told her “keep fussin’”
this car filled with so many steppers, got our knees rubbin’
sixty bands, cash, i walked in this b*tch three dubbin’
(woah)
the dj know my name so i’m in the vip free clubbin’
married woman, touchin’ on me, she must have a dead beat husband
(ugh)

or maybe she’s just fallin’ for my name
or is the b*tch tryna set me up, is this all a game?
(huh?)
i’m not with that backdoor sh*t, i’m letting fifties bang
(buah)
keep a magnum by the magazine, don’t want a itchy thang
i forgot the model of the strap, i call this b*tch the “what’s*her*name”
(wait, what?)
why these broke kids tryna jack down cause we not the same, ah
i never let it smack down, not here to entertain
dropped so many blues on your head, your friends will think you in a gang
(d*mn)

- vampviolence lyrics

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