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lay bands - ya pops lyrics
[verse 1 lay bands]
n_gga dumb if he think that i’m lackin
like brodie, not tact and he still wanna act tough
see deedee, i’m catchin’ that pd
put the beam on his figi, make that n_gga back up
lil bro on the block wit his heaty, i like how she treat me, she tellin’ me backshots
and we ball like it’s magic, 2 pistols, we dumpin’ in traffic
on the block, i be causin’ some havoc
he dead, that’s a grape in a casket like
spinnin’ oy, takin’ that risk
f_ck edot, yeah he restin’ in p_ss
spin the ville, then we out to the nick
smoke johnny and suave, this sh_t got me sick (suave)
ayo gee, let’s take a trip to the 5th, they ain’t outside, take a trip to the rey
[verse 2: gee savv]
mav loc got shot in his face
they keep sayin’ names, we spin with the gang
f_ck the o’s, n_ggas know what we do
everything dead, but you never shoot
ayo derry, we gon’ spin through the sev, while we yellin’ out jerry (bus boy)
slide on the hill, b_tch i flash two pistols, yeah, i’ma shoot through the window
free jad, free jd, free oley, on bro, he odee
on the block, it get hot like it’s [?]
she wanna f_ck, but i told her to throat me (throat me)
spin courtlandt, f_ck notti, on they block, i can’t go out like nazzy (nazzy)
f_ck ek, i’m tryna find him, when i see him, he gon’ go out like bobby
[hook: lay bands]
like, put ya pops in a blunt, he hit (yeah)
put ya pops in a blunt, he hit (yeah)
put ya pops in a blunt, he hit
why them opp n_ggas runnin’ like rick (runnin like rick)
f_ck the city, we run that sh_t
edot dead, he the face of my spliff (face of my spliff)
like, we do what we want on our strip
i catch a o, and i’m dumpin the clip, grrah
[verse 1 lay bands]
n_gga dumb if he think that i’m lackin
like brodie, not tact and he still wanna act tough
see deedee, i’m catchin’ that pd
put the beam on his figi, make that n_gga back up
lil bro on the block wit his heaty, i like how she treat me, she tellin’ me backshots
and we ball like it’s magic, 2 pistols, we dumpin’ in traffic
on the block, i be causin’ some havoc
he dead, that’s a grape in a casket like
spinnin’ oy, takin’ that risk
f_ck edot, yeah he restin’ in p_ss
spin the ville, then we out to the nick
smoke johnny and suave, this sh_t got me sick (suave)
ayo gee, let’s take a trip to the 5th, they ain’t outside, take a trip to the rey
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