Ray Wop
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Letra
Shooooooo
I'm prepared for the beef it's the Ray Whopper
Put my bitch in Olive Garden tennis chain pasta
710 boppas
Call me big poppa
I'm that nigga in my backyard I bring Shasta
Woke up, got my daughters nuggets straight from Mickey D's
Turned around went & put them nuggets in my cuban link
Fuck cops, LAPD always told a nigga freeze
Strong arm robberies goin' out like Hercules
Good lord did his big one when made me
Knuckle sandwich in my city limits, how you shape teeth
Cook books better know the recipe to make peace
A hot boy like ridin' in the bucket without AC
James Bond bleed the scеne in a 07
Tryna hide behind thе glass you a cold beverage
Don't ask who I whoop, don't do no questions
If she let me smack raw, well I'm pro wrestling
Oh I love goers, so I can't stop
Big band blower, I just can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Ray wop (Aye)
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop (Can't stop)
Imma hustler, baby (Imma hustla baby)
You in love wit it, baby (You in love with me baby)
You go up on it daily (I go up on the daily)
Then do it (aye) Do it (aye) Do it (aye) Do it (do it)
I'm a dark-skinned poster child, screensaver
Wheat chaser, think you burnt out? I'm the cremator
Who the fuck made you think that I'm a fee waiver
Nicotine fiend, get smoked by teenager, stupid
Talk nice, stupid (stupid)
Chalk white, stupid (stupid)
Worry bout yo budget it could cost life, stupid (stupid)
Better bring yo blicky to the fist fight, stupid (stupid)
It's over like a pig saying sit tight, stupid
Solid face card (card)
Gotta thank god (gawd)
Up all night like I work with State Farm (farm)
Fuck what you heard, I'm an issue on my own
Baby I'm hoodlum shoot a Karen off the
4 bitches in the backseat, throwing ass cheeks
Black feet, turn off Maxwell
They some max freaks
Bedroom, I gotta rap-sheet, keep it max p
Told her I would help her fight her demons
She attacked me, damn!
Oh I love goers, so I can't stop
Big band blower, I just can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Ray wop (Aye)
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop
Can't stop (Can't stop)
I'm a hustler, baby (Imma hustla baby)
You in love wit it, baby (You in love with me baby)
You go up on it daily (I go up on the daily)
Then do it (aye) Do it (aye) Do it (aye) Do it (do it)
I'm steppin' on shit, I'm a sole survivor
Daddy ain't proud, but my clothes is Prada
Niggas ain't wild, they just off the powder
One thing about a hit dog he 'posed to holla
Do it
Do it
Mhm
Shit
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