My Yoppa Lyrics

[Quando Rondo:]
Zaytoven
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh

Tell that boy with all dissin' that that we strapped up with them choppers
Everybody got a pistol with extensions, no revolver
The neighbors, they don't like me, they found out I f*cked they daughter
The police know I'm servin', every day, they beat the block up
I'm in love with Billie Jean, pure codeine, I sip that Wockhardt
And I'm in love with servin' fiends, anything to get a dollar
And I'm in love with Mike Amiri, plus the snake up on my collar
And I'm in love with Russian Cream, p*ssy boy, go smoke some Flakka

I fell in love with that beam that sit on that yoppa, yeah
I had your bitch down on her knees, after that I had to block her
'Cause that lil' ho a stalker, I can't lie, that head so awesome
But her p*ssy been awful, oh, goddamn, I'm drippin' agua, hah
That boy so slime
Slidin' just like a car, boy, we gon' roll that dope up
Walk inside the mall and buy Christian D with the Dolce
We been sipped a whole lot of lean, we pourin' fours up

[Quando Rondo (Shy Glizzy):]
Tell that boy with all dissin' that that we strapped up with them choppers
Everybody got a pistol with extensions, no revolver
The neighbors, they don't like me, they found out I f*cked they daughter
The police know I'm servin', every day, they beat the block up I'm in love with Billie Jean, pure codeine, I sip that Wockhardt
And I'm in love with servin' fiends, anything to get a dollar
And I'm in love with Mike Amiri, plus the snake up on my collar (Quando Rondo)
And I'm in love with Russian Cream, p*ssy boy, go smoke some Flakka (Young Jefe, holmes)

[Shy Glizzy:]
Yeah, what's goody? (What's goody?)
I got on my hoodie, but bitch, I'm not Boogie (No, no)
I'm just Glizzy Glizzy with that motherf*ckin' fully (Glizzy Glizzy, 30)
These niggas gettin' offended, well they motherf*ckin' should be
No, you are not a stepper, you's a f*ckboy (Boy)
You know that's not your bitch, she suck me up boy (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I'm a boss, so you can go kill that noise
Take you off (Young Jefe), and make your shooters my employees

[Quando Rondo:]
Tell that boy with all dissin' that that we strapped up with them choppers
Everybody got a pistol with extensions, no revolver
The neighbors, they don't like me, they found out I f*cked they daughter
The police know I'm servin', every day, they beat the block up
I'm in love with Billie Jean, pure codeine, I sip that Wockhardt
And I'm in love with servin' fiends, anything to get a dollar
And I'm in love with Mike Amiri, plus the snake up on my collar
And I'm in love with Russian Cream, p*ssy boy, go smoke some Flakka

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