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matic - bop it! كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
aye we bout to f_ck this beat up (oh sh_t)
you know we’re comin’ in hot
this f_ckin’ mic is on a paper towel tube (what the f_ck)
aye bring the beat up in here, c’mon (okay)

[chorus: matic]
chase a bag and don’t drop it
can’t post up on that offense
we don’t f_ck with that opp_sh_t
just twisting this sh_t like a bop_it (bop it!)

never give ’em no options (twist it!)
only heat, never pop sh_t (spin it!)
you know we don’t f_ck with that opp_sh_t (pull it!)
just twisting this sh_t like a bop_it

[verse 1: millyrockgibbs]
think you good, but you ain’t
rapping’s my gift, i’m the patron saint
f_ck her good, make her faint
i’m hot like mj in the paint

dropping bombs like nagasaki
brewing up; from milwaukee
i earned the right to be this c_cky
we got beef like teriyaki

call me arby’s ’cause i got the meats
that unreleased heat from these beats
in the streets, suites, sheets, front seats
my sweet skeet feat of bustin’ cheeks

cheap ass hoe, found on fiverr
down with a ray gun, don’t revive her
in the dm’s, scuba diver
stay in your lane, student driver

[verse 2: shortphase]
betty crocker when i stir the pot
heart stop call her blood clot
little b_tch, she an after though
movin’ like baby driver when she whip the c_ck

in your sister like nicotine
overdose on the d_ck like she charlie sheen
squeaky clean like i’m listerine
your bars stay dry like some saltines

bad b_tch need a therapist
that p_ssy bomb like a terrorist
d_ck healthy like asparagus
you better think about who you f_ckin’ with (oh, boy!)

whippin’ a chevy but my neck stay heavy
i’m f_ckin’ a white milf named betty
and your b_tch ain’t ready still we going steady
and i gave her plenty but she’s worth a penny wait

[chorus: matic]
chase a bag and don’t drop it
can’t post up on that offense
we don’t f_ck with that opp_sh_t
just twisting this sh_t like a bop_it (bop it!)

never give ’em no options (twist it!)
only heat, never pop sh_t (spin it!)
you know we don’t f_ck with that opp_sh_t (pull it!)
just twisting this sh_t like a bop_it

[verse 3: matrix]
eat your girl, gettin’ low
dual wield call me kirito
barbiturates, monroe
never waste your diamonds on a hoe

shootin’ shots, john wilkes booth
atleast i’m not from duluth
b_tch i’m a dog like a super_sleuth
just got a letter like we’re blue’s clues

on the mic, no comparison
whip like ford, no harrison
bunker down in the garrison
in the hotel, call it sheraton

divide the city, gerrymandering
call me magic, like the gathering
can’t understand me, speaking mandarin

[verse 4: matic]
hi, goodnight
i’m hopping up on the flight
keep her in check i keep it right
floatin’ in the air through midnight, nah just like

i’m fairly odd, wanda got the rack
make a wish to blow out her back
you know when i hit it that sh_t bounce back
gotta stay back, cosmo got the strap

come in keep your eyes closes
till you see a pistol in the centerfold
keep a choke hold to an episode
keep that rock crystal in the stronghold

bring ’em through, we gonna come and slide
send ’em running that’s a slip ‘n slide
doctor clean my t__th with some fluoride
sandra lookin’ b_tch, that’s the blind side

[chorus: all]
chase a bag and don’t drop it
can’t post up on that offense
we don’t f_ck with that opp_sh_t
just twisting this sh_t like a bop_it (bop it!)

never give ’em no options (twist it!)
only heat, never pop sh_t (spin it!)
you know we don’t f_ck with that opp_sh_t (pull it!)
just twisting this sh_t like a bop_it

do it the same, but, uh, better

- matic

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