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hurricane chris - opp shit lyrics

[chorus]
it ain’t no sense in making diss songs, that sh_t ain’t really gangsta
when we put your face up on the news, n_gga thats gon’ make you famous
told my choppa imma get it a record deal ‘cuz it be singin’
told my momma, “n_gga play with me in that field and i’m gon spank ‘em”
i smoke weed everywhere i go, just like a jamacian
white b_tch askin for this anaconda, you know i ain’t racist
tell that hoe go ‘head and bend it over, you know i ain’t fakin
when you runnin’ up your money, p_ssy n_ggas gon’ keep hatin
i stick to the code

[verse 1]
trap house with the hunnids on the floor, n_gga we on go
b_tch think ima trick out for my dough, she must be on coke
i can’t turn you into no housewife, ‘cuz i know you a hoe
[?], b_tch i lovе you, i know you’ll blow
hit the club and grab some bad b_tches, i need three or morе
and i’m not stickin’ ‘round to pop no bottles, i’ll take ‘em to go
i keep it official like a ref with a whistle, fasho
ar15 and i’m gon’ blow

[chorus]
it ain’t no sense in making diss songs, that sh_t ain’t really gangsta
when we put your face up on the news, n_gga thats gon’ make you famous
told my choppa imma get it a record deal ‘cuz it be singin’
told my momma, “n_gga play with me in that field and i’m gon’ spank ‘em”
i smoke weed everywhere i go, just like a jamacian
white b_tch askin for this anaconda, you know i ain’t racist
tell that hoe go ‘head and bend it over, you know i ain’t fakin
when you runnin’ up your money, p_ssy n_ggas gon’ keep hatin
i stick to the code

[verse 2]
and all these n_ggas, they be fakin’
pull up on you with this wopstick, then hop out and get to blazin’
i ain’t from new york city but this b_tch here gon’ have you harlem shakin’
on a perc 30, this hoe hopped on the d_ck, then wen’t crazy
nah your jewelry ain’t no water n_gga, that sh_t look fugaze
why you put sh_t on your momma n_gga? that’s who the f_ck made me
f_ck a b_tch without no condom, i do that, i’d be crazy
say she pregnant, i’m like michael jackson, no that ain’t my baby
all this pressure got my eyes low, i feel like i’m an asian
n_gga make a diss, you know when we catch ‘em we gon paint ‘em
show ya, let’s go to the bank, i think i got another banger
thats on everything
(this that sh_t that make you flip an opp)

[chorus]
it ain’t no sense in making diss songs, that sh_t ain’t really gangsta
when we put your face up on the news, n_gga thats gon’ make you famous
told my choppa imma get it a record deal ‘cuz it be singin’
told my momma, “n_gga play with me in that field and i’m gon’ spank ‘em”
i smoke weed everywhere i go, just like a jamacian
white b_tch askin for this anaconda, you know i ain’t racist
tell that hoe go ‘head and bend it over, you know i ain’t fakin
when you runnin’ up your money, p_ssy n_ggas gon’ keep hatin
i stick to the code

- hurricane chris lyrics

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