Shorty Wop

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Yeah, one two, one two
 Yeah, okay, now
 You know who we got up in this bitch
 M O, M O B B B
 (Boy)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Ever front on him
 That's how you get popped
 (Girl)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Fatty and she hot hot
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Givin' up the crotch crotch
 And we don't give a fuck fuck like you don't give a fuck fuck
 Them hammers'll buck buck, ashes ashes dust dust
 Death toll addin' up, them razors we let 'em rust
 Them haters we clap 'em up, countin' cash, that's us
 Catch me in that GT coupe with the flat screen drooped
 In the driver's seat souped 'cause it's a Bentley
 When I pass by, have you stuck, S U's, black 'em up
 Twenty-four black rims, tires gotta fatten up
 Whips, go to AutoSport, stash spot, sorta for my mascots
 That pop off, buck buck
 Sick 'em Fido, let the car idle, I ain't never been there
 Shit can happen, have yo' ass disappear in thin air
 Shit real, y'all not, get robbed in a car lot
 You bitch you call cop, you snitch and that's off top
 My biscuit is gonna pop, whether you like it you not
 Ever gonna play me, motherfuckers, get shot
 (Boy)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Ever front on him
 That's how you get popped
 (Girl)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Fatty and she hot hot
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Givin' up the crotch crotch
 (Boy)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Ever front on him
 That's how you get popped
 (Girl)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Fatty and she hot hot
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Givin' up the crotch crotch
 Yo yo yo yo dunny, you comedy with tragedy, nigga
 You go 'head, keep smilin', we ain't laughin', my nigga
 We dead serious, you niggaz is livin' jokes
 We don't game around, these bullets'll eat through your bones
 Ye-ye-yeah, that's right you heard me, nigga, reach for your chrome
 When you see us, better bleed us off the top of the dome
 Meanin' you better get to squeezin', 'cause our reason is gone
 Meanin' that shit is out the window, we won't give it a thought
 And we don't give a loud motherfuck 'bout who you are
 What's your set that you rep, you can get 'em involved
 Is all you hearin' when you go at the Mobb
 Is all I'm sayin' if you tryin' to talk
 We what you would call
 Niggaz that talk it walk it and live it
 Your music is not murder, you an infamous mimic
 You what we would call, niggaz, who suck dick for a livin'
 Get off our balls or we'll take chances for prison
 (Boy)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Ever front on him
 That's how you get popped
 (Girl)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Fatty and she hot hot
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Givin' up the crotch crotch
 (Boy)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Ever front on him
 That's how you get popped
 (Girl)
 Lil' shorty wop wop
 Fatty and she hot hot
 Young thuggin' in the street
 Givin' up the crotch crotch
 

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Duration
03:34
Key
6
Tempo
84 BPM

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