Lyrics My Yoppa - Shy Glizzy , Quando Rondo

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
Tell that boy with all dissing
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 fucked they daughter
The police know I'm serving
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
Pussy 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 pussy been awful, oh, goddamn, I'm dripping agua, hah
That boy so slime
Sliding 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 pouring fours up
Tell that boy with all dissing
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 fucked they daughter
The police know I'm serving
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,
Pussy boy, go smoke some Flakka
(Young Jefe, holmes)
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 motherfuckin' fully
(Glizzy Glizzy, 30)
These niggas gettin' offended
Well they motherfuckin' should be
No, you are not a stepper, you's a fuckboy (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
Tell that boy with all dissing
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 fucked they daughter
The police know I'm serving
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
Pussy boy, go smoke some Flakka