Tyga — Bop

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Bitch, you’s a bop
I heard you be fuckin’ with the opps
Heard you give it up on the spot
I heard on that dick, you do the squats

Bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop
Bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop, you should already know though
And everybody know we give a fuck about no hoe though

Bop, bop bleed ’em, hoes mistreat ’em
Only time I call ’em’s for the threesome (Yikes)
My own mama say I don’t need ’em
Never turn a bop down, let her have freedom (Yeah, yeah)

Got a grown man sleeping on your couch
That ain’t in, that’s out (That’s out)
Leavin’ your house with your tracks coming out
That ain’t in, that’s out (That’s out)
I can’t lie, girl, you thuggin’ (Thuggin’)
You livin’ life so rugged (So rugged)
Since you turned twenty-one, you’ve been clubbin’
Girl, how you ‘posed to get a husband?
How you ‘posed to raise some kids and pay that light bill? (Light bill)
Cheatin’ on your baby daddy in jail (In jail)
Hope the judge let him make bail
When he get out, he raising hell

Bitch, you’s a bop
I heard you be fuckin’ with the opps
Heard you give it up on the spot
I heard on that dick, you do the squats

Bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop
Bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop, you should already know though
And everybody know we give a fuck about no hoe though

Bitch, you’s a bop, bop, thot, thot
You always hoppin’ on a new cock
Bitch, I’m a boss, boss, Ross, huh
Young nigga gettin’ paid, Young Dolph (Cash)
Hundreds in the vault, nigga I’m a GOAT (Woah)
You don’t want nothing, I’m the pope
Married to the money since a youngin’, we eloped
All about a loaf, for this bread, get you toast
Bitches wanna have a baby by me, it’s a no (It’s a no)
Bitch, are you dumb? (Dumb) Go, go, go
Anyway, can I fuck your friend on the low? (Low)
When she hit the bathroom, slide me your phone (Brrt)
Slide on my knob, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bopper
I spent half a milly on the watch, ’cause your nigga want a lot
And I heard you got new ass shots, if you can’t fuck now, give me top

Bitch, you’s a bop
I heard you be fuckin’ with the opps
Heard you give it up on the spot
I heard on that dick, you do the squats

Bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop
Bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop, you should already know though
And everybody know we give a fuck about no hoe though

Blueface, baby, yeah, aight (Yeah, aight)
Ooh, this a bop, I hate a square bitch, I love me a thot (Thot)
I’m a Loc’ster, I stay on a bitch’ neck like some shoulders
Five star fehttuchini, this bitch a bop-olini
F’N on me, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout Fendi, Bird Box, diamonds suicidal
Let a nigga reach, and this bitch goin’ viral
.40 poppin’ like a thot on the ‘Gram goin’ viral
Bitch, you’s a bop, on the gang
Beatin’ up her guts while I’m throwin’ up the gang (On the gang)

Bitch, you’s a bop
I heard you be fuckin’ with the opps
Heard you give it up on the spot
I heard on that dick, you do the squats

Bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop
Bitch, you’s a bop, bitch, you’s a bop, you should already know though
And everybody know we give a fuck about no hoe though