🎵 Oopsy // by ’Lavi$h (Rap)

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Oopsy

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August 5, 2021 👁 35,072

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8 Contributors Oopsy Lyrics [Intro] Girl, what he talkin' bout? Bullshit, I had to tell that nigga (Huh) [Verse 1] Look, nigga, I’m a hoochie You ain't breaking no bread, I ain't breaking no coochie I like Louis and Gucci You want the key to his house, I want the streets like Lucci I need a thug like Boosie Yeah, that nigga think he love me, boy, your ass ain’t Gucci I'm on they neck neck like, "Oopsy" Got these niggas twisted in the head like they La-La-Lucy, huh Fuck nigga, break bread If you can "huh", you can hear, ho, I said what I said And after, that gimme head Send him home to his bitch, ho, he washed and he fed How it go is how I play it If you broke giving pussy, then your ass misled Get that shit through your head I'ma have that nigga locked in like he going to the feds They ain't lyin', we ain't stoppin' 'Cause when the shit hit the streets, bitch, it’s on and poppin’ Locking, dropping, ain't no stopping They bidding on us like a motherfuckin’ auction I don't want your nigga, ho, your nigga ain't a option I need a real-ass nigga that'll drop shit Block shit, hot shit, ain’t no opp shit You can be the Dream and you still can't block shit Yeah, the 4 gon' keep dropping that hot shit [Chorus] Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama Yeah, man, 4 live in this bitch, man Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama Nigga, don't tell me, nigga, Zelle me, I ain't playin' with you niggas, man Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama Haha, yeah, haha Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama (Hey) [Verse 2] See all my bitches, they pressure I need a dick longer than a motherfucking lecture A real nigga that'll bless ya If he got the money in the bag, fuck the pistol by the dresser A hood nigga that'll undress ya Have my ass stretched out like I'm layin' on a stretcher A rough nigga, the aggressor I'ma ride the dick no hands like a motherfucking Telsa Ho, shake them llamas We outside for the summer, save this drama for your mamas Pussy wet as the Bahamas I can see it in the future, yeah, we fucking up them commas Get that shit understood Ho, I been had cash, rich hoochie and I'm hood I mind the business that pays me Bags on the daily so shit could never phase me I'll crack a smile, drive 'em wild and have these niggas going crazy [Chorus] Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama Yeah, man, 2 Live two times, man, haha Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama Man, yeah Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama I mean, I'm a fucking '90s baby, ya feel me? Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama (They like, "Where you from, Lav'?" I say) [Outro] I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H G-A, no pay, no play I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H G-A, no pay, no play I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H G-A, no pay, no play I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H G-A, no pay, no play Nigga, yeah
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