"Bop" lyrics
Tyga, YG & Blueface Lyrics
"Bop"
[YG:]
Bitch, you's a bop
I heard you be fuckin' with the opps
Heard you give it up on spot
I heard on the dick, you do the squats, yeah
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, I already know though
And everybody know we give a fuck about no ho though
Bye, bye, bleed 'em
Hoes, mistreat 'em
Only time I call 'em, for the threesome (Gangs)
My own mama say I don't need 'em
Never turn a bop down, let her have freedom (Yeah, yeah)
Got a grown man sleeping on your couch
They in, that's out (That's out)
Leaving your house, Gucci tracks coming out
They in, that's out (That's out)
I can't lie, girl, you thugging (Thugging)
You living life so rugged (So rugged)
Since you turned 21, you been clubbin'
Girl, how you supposed to get a husband?
How you supposed to raise some kids and play that light bill? (Light bill)
Cheating on your baby daddy in jail (In jail)
Hope the judge let him make bail
When he get out, he raising Hell
Bitch, you's a bop
I heard you be fuckin' with the opps
Heard you give it up on spot
I heard on the dick, you do the squats, yeah
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, I already know though
And everybody know we give a fuck about no ho though
[Tyga & Rick Ross:]
Bitch, you's a bop, bop, top, thot
You always hoppin' on a new cock (Ha)
Bitch, I'm a boss (Boss), Ross (Huh)
Young nigga gettin' paid, Young Dolph (Cash)
Hundreds in the vault, nigga, I'm a GOAT (whoa)
You don't want none, I'm the Pope (Phew)
Married to the money since a youngin', we elope
All about a loaf, of this bread get you toast (Bow)
Bitches want to have a baby by me, it's a no (It's a no)
Bitch are you dumb? (whoa), go (Go)
Anyway, can I fuck your friend on the low? (Low)
When she hit the bathroom, slide me your phone
Slide on my knob (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bopper)
I spent a half a milli on the watch
Got your nigga want to lock
And I heard you got new ass shots
If you can't fuck now, give me top
[YG & Tyga:]
Bitch, you's a bop (Grr)
I heard you be fuckin' with the opps (Bitch)
Heard you give it up on spot (ay)
I heard on the dick, you do the squats, yeah
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, I already know though
And everybody know we give a fuck about no ho though
[Blueface:]
Blueface, baby (Yeah aight)
Yeah aight, ooh, this a bop (Ooh)
I hate a square bitch, I love me a thot (Thot)
I'm a locster, I stay on a bitch
Neck like some shoulders, five star, fettuccine
This bitch a boppalini, FN on me
I ain't talkin' 'bout Fendi, Bird Box, diamonds suicidal (Suicidal)
Let a nigga reach and this bitch goin' viral
.40 popping like a thot on the 'Gram goin' viral
Bitch, you's a bop, on the gang (On the gang)
Beating up her guts while I'm throwing up the gang
On the gang (On the gang), on the-
[YG:]
Bitch, you's a bop
I heard you be fuckin' with the opps
Heard you give it up on spot
I heard on the dick, you do the squats, yeah
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, you's a bop
Bitch, you's a bop, bitch, I already know though
And everybody know we give a fuck about no ho though
Writer(s): Michael Stevenson, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Nye Lamont Jr. Lee, Jonathan Michael Porter
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- Tyga Lyrics
album:
"Legendary" (2019)
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