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need me a bop - diamonddoesmusic lyrics

[intro: diamond]
uh, aye
wock, wock, wock, wock
wock, wock, wock, wock
uh, uh
wock
ah, aye
how do you*
ugh
how do you wha*
how do you huh?

[chorus: diamond]
how do you walk (walk, walk, walk)
can’t say sh*t i’m high
how do you talk (talk, talk, talk)
eatin’ her apple pie
need me a bop (bop, bop, bop)
covered in gold and the wock, ah
pour it all up in the pot, ah
give her that dope, c*ck

[verse 1: diamond]
need me a bop (bop)
need me a girl with the pot (pot)
smokin’ it up for the cops (cop)
takin’ out all of the opps
f*ck it just pop (pop)
d*mn
need me a thot (thot)
the dumber the better she is (yeah)
tell her we havin’ no kids (nope)
uhm, 10 more, and she blew me like a c4 (boom)
got another bad b*tch i can see for
and i ask her is it free or
do i need to pay 3 more (racks)
bands, (bands) f*ck it you know that i’m him (him)
look at me doin’ my dance (dance)
how many peoplе can, rap
hey, can you, tap in, strap in
peep up the way that i rap it, uh
got me an itch and i beem it, uh
runnin’ up into your cabin, uh
gankin’ you whilе you was sleepin’, uh
breathin’ out like i’m a dragon, uh
trust me i’m really a demon, uh
[bridge: diamond]
how do you walk
need me a bop
give her that dope
c*ck
how do you wha*
how do you huh?

[chorus: diamond]
how do you walk, (walk, walk, walk)
can’t say sh*t i’m high
how do you talk (talk, talk, talk)
eatin’ her apple pie
need me a bop, (bop, bop, bop)
covered in gold and the wock, ah
pour it all up in the pot, ah
give her that dope, c*ck

[verse 2: dr. classified]
yeah, classi
i need me a bop, i am not patient (h*ll nah)
writin’ a verse like it’s off to the races (h*ll yeah)
i spit this fire like i’m making cajon (oh yeah)
i’m tossin’ quips like i’m known as amazing (that’s right)
so where’s my streams, i’m just f*ckin’ sayin’ (h*ll yeah)
i need a diamond with diamond, i’m achin’ (diamond)
and to y’all sayin’ that i use an accent (what)
it’s just how i rap, maybe y’all just racist (that’s right)
gimme a lighter and dough (yeah)
cuz i go crazy when fightin’ my foes (yeah)
f*ckin’ they hoes (yeah)
ain’t no one laughin’ at me not when i’mma pull up to they shows (h*ll nah)
don’t let my voice deceive ya, may sounds weak but i’m a f*ckin’ fighter (i’m a fighter)
i make music all for fun, but now b*tch, i just wanna spite ya (that’s true)
so i’mma need a hit in like 3 minutes, and need it fully finished (finished)
chorus and verses written and it’s really gotta be hittin’ (that’s facts)
imma need bars but don’t you forget to have a catchy chorus (that’s right)
cuz you never know what kinda dough that catchy sh*t will score us (that’s right)
[outro: dr. classified]
how do you walk
can’t say sh*t i’m high, how do you talk
eatin’ her apple pie, need me a bop
covered in gold and the wok
pour it all up in the pot
give her that dope, c*ck

- diamonddoesmusic lyrics

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