Yoppa (Explicit)
Lil Mosey"Yoppa (Explicit)" ist ein Song von Lil Mosey, 2018, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:29, 85 lines / 508 words.
Songtext
0:12I will see there are we
0:13Pull up in yo' city
0:14Then I hopped out with a flare
0:16With a flare
0:17My n***a roll with me
0:18If it's beef then we gon' blare
0:19Bo bo bo bo
0:20Pull up in a Beamer
0:21Then I skrt off with a Lamb'
0:23Skrt skrt skrt skrt
0:24I got all these racks
0:25So I'm flexing 'cause I can
0:26'Cause I can
0:27Gucci on my feet and I'm with my n***a JD yeah
0:30Roll around with 20's got a yoppa on me ayy
0:33Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh
0:37I blow all that gas I be sippin' on the lean
0:4030 thirty bands my neck my jewels water like saline
0:43And my life be moving fast like I'm in a movie ayy
0:47We don't f**k around so we holding 223
0:50Beat beat
0:51And I'm on the f**king xan
0:52I just missed it in my dream
0:53Always
0:54I sip on the lean and my big homie OG yeah
0:57I got 20 shooters they gon wait you like saline
1:00Then
1:01They know a lil' Fendi
1:02A lil' that lil bro flippin' key yeah
1:04I just walk like water I know sippin' on codeine yeah
1:08Pull up in yo' city
1:09Then I hopped out with a flare
1:11With a flare
1:11My n***a roll with me
1:12If it's beef then we gon' blare bo bo bo bo
1:14Pull up in a Beamer
1:16Then I skrt off with a Lamb'
1:17Skrt skrt skrt skrt
1:18I got all these racks
1:19So I'm flexing 'cause I can
1:21'Cause I can
1:21Gucci on my feet and I'm with my n***a JD yeah
1:24Roll around with 20's got a yoppa on me ayy
1:28Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh
1:31I blow all that gas I be sippin' on the lean
1:34Oyy
1:35We smoke gas like the pack ain't no turnin' down
1:38Down
1:38Jane sad purple rain crippin' in yo town
1:41Crip
1:42Players goin' down ayy
1:43Where he stay I need him now
1:45Rra ayy
1:45I call up 'em feses
1:46They gonna smoke him like a ounce
1:48B***h b***h I make the trap bounce
1:50Yeah
1:50What you need I got that
1:52N***a tried to rob me
1:53Uh
1:53Best believe I shot that
1:55That's on my mama
1:56These n***as ain't killers
1:57They the one that's gettin' shot at
1:58Shot at
1:59They snitchin' and I caught dead
2:00Made me put some top at
2:02Pull up in yo' city
2:03Then I hopped out with a flare
2:05With a flare
2:06My n***a roll with me
2:07If it's beef then we gon' blare
2:08Bo bo bo bo
2:09Pull up in a Beamer
2:10Then I skrt off with a Lamb'
2:12Skrt skrt skrt skrt
2:12I got all these racks
2:14So I'm flexing 'cause I can
2:15'Cause I can
2:16Gucci on my feet and I'm with my n***a
2:18JD yeah
2:19Roll around with 20's got a yoppa on me ayy
2:22Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh
2:26I blow all that gas I be sippin' on the lean
2:29Oye
I will see there are we Pull up in yo' city Then I hopped out with a flare With a flare My n***a roll with me If it's beef then we gon' blare Bo bo bo bo Pull up in a Beamer Then I skrt off with a Lamb' Skrt skrt skrt skrt I got all these racks So I'm flexing 'cause I can 'Cause I can Gucci on my feet and I'm with my n***a JD yeah Roll around with 20's got a yoppa on me ayy Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh I blow all that gas I be sippin' on the lean 30 thirty bands my neck my jewels water like saline And my life be moving fast like I'm in a movie ayy We don't f**k around so we holding 223 Beat beat And I'm on the f**king xan I just missed it in my dream Always I sip on the lean and my big homie OG yeah I got 20 shooters they gon wait you like saline Then They know a lil' Fendi A lil' that lil bro flippin' key yeah I just walk like water I know sippin' on codeine yeah Pull up in yo' city Then I hopped out with a flare With a flare My n***a roll with me If it's beef then we gon' blare bo bo bo bo Pull up in a Beamer Then I skrt off with a Lamb' Skrt skrt skrt skrt I got all these racks So I'm flexing 'cause I can 'Cause I can Gucci on my feet and I'm with my n***a JD yeah Roll around with 20's got a yoppa on me ayy Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh I blow all that gas I be sippin' on the lean Oyy We smoke gas like the pack ain't no turnin' down Down Jane sad purple rain crippin' in yo town Crip Players goin' down ayy Where he stay I need him now Rra ayy I call up 'em feses They gonna smoke him like a ounce B***h b***h I make the trap bounce Yeah What you need I got that N***a tried to rob me Uh Best believe I shot that That's on my mama These n***as ain't killers They the one that's gettin' shot at Shot at They snitchin' and I caught dead Made me put some top at Pull up in yo' city Then I hopped out with a flare With a flare My n***a roll with me If it's beef then we gon' blare Bo bo bo bo Pull up in a Beamer Then I skrt off with a Lamb' Skrt skrt skrt skrt I got all these racks So I'm flexing 'cause I can 'Cause I can Gucci on my feet and I'm with my n***a JD yeah Roll around with 20's got a yoppa on me ayy Margiela on his feet I got Louis on me uh I blow all that gas I be sippin' on the lean Oye
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