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BOP Video (MV)




Performed By: Wolf Cypher
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Patrick Surban




Wolf Cypher - BOP Lyrics
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One, two, three
One, two three
Getting all this guap man I cannot stop
Looking at your body and it's too damn hot
All these motherf*ckers wanna see me flop
Already know that I will not drop
Getting all this guap man I cannot stop
Looking at your body and it's too damn hot
All these motherf*ckers wanna see me flop
Already know that I will not drop
(Yeah, yeah)
Don't you believe no rumor
As a youngin I was cooler
Man your bitch go work at Hooters
Man I wish I knew that sooner
I don't want that hoe Imma get this guap
Drop off the coupe then I drop down the top
Damn you know this shits a bop
What's about to come
Man look at my flex
One, two, three piguets
Knowing damn well you can't stop my grind
Make Shit Happen man that's my design
I don't really care what they say about me
Knowing damn well I will never get a wifey
Things won't go left cause I'm the right man
Anything you say I can do it I can
Cooking stir fry in my f*cking sauce pan oh man oh man oh my God I'm the man
All natural man f*ck makeup
Like my bitches in some Marc Jacobs
Moving too fast go down the street
That's your girl man I never skeet
Getting all this guap man I cannot stop
Looking at your body and it's too damn hot
All these motherf*ckers wanna see me flop
Already know that I will not drop
Getting all this guap man I cannot stop
Looking at your body and it's too damn hot
All these motherf*ckers wanna see me flop
Already know that I will not drop
(Yeah, yeah)
Don't you believe no rumor
As a youngin I was cooler
Man your bitch go work at Hooters
Man I wish I knew that sooner
I don't want that hoe Imma get this guap
Drop off the coupe then I drop down the top
Damn you know this shits a bop
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One, two, three
One, two three
Getting all this guap man I cannot stop
Looking at your body and it's too damn hot
All these motherf*ckers wanna see me flop
Already know that I will not drop
Getting all this guap man I cannot stop
Looking at your body and it's too damn hot
All these motherf*ckers wanna see me flop
Already know that I will not drop
(Yeah, yeah)
Don't you believe no rumor
As a youngin I was cooler
Man your bitch go work at Hooters
Man I wish I knew that sooner
I don't want that hoe Imma get this guap
Drop off the coupe then I drop down the top
Damn you know this shits a bop
What's about to come
Man look at my flex
One, two, three piguets
Knowing damn well you can't stop my grind
Make Shit Happen man that's my design
I don't really care what they say about me
Knowing damn well I will never get a wifey
Things won't go left cause I'm the right man
Anything you say I can do it I can
Cooking stir fry in my f*cking sauce pan oh man oh man oh my God I'm the man
All natural man f*ck makeup
Like my bitches in some Marc Jacobs
Moving too fast go down the street
That's your girl man I never skeet
Getting all this guap man I cannot stop
Looking at your body and it's too damn hot
All these motherf*ckers wanna see me flop
Already know that I will not drop
Getting all this guap man I cannot stop
Looking at your body and it's too damn hot
All these motherf*ckers wanna see me flop
Already know that I will not drop
(Yeah, yeah)
Don't you believe no rumor
As a youngin I was cooler
Man your bitch go work at Hooters
Man I wish I knew that sooner
I don't want that hoe Imma get this guap
Drop off the coupe then I drop down the top
Damn you know this shits a bop
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Writer: Patrick Surban
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