lirik lagu spark master tape – baybar blatoon
[frdii]
paper
baybar blatoon
i lookk to, at the sparkk regime
[spark]
aye this a bop
paper platoon is only bullets you get popped
run up on the trap you know that sh~t is on spot
hop out with that glokk out til your brain is getting mopped
i’m yellin f~kk a kkop with an opp
i said shoutout hedj banga
that’s the m~th~f~kkin homie
that’s on the set
f~kk a headband, i’ll take cigarettes
b~tch i don’t miss and i aim for the chest
then i move up to the face on the vest
off his his ass, don’t give a f~kk, less i digress that i am less than impressed
givenchy, dressed to impress
drip from the head to the leg
clip from the head to the chest
[clip from the head to the vest, yeah]
i been makkin some big moves on these small hoes
i just kkopped so much drip the whole f~kkin mall fold
might kkop a new whip, depends on how these d~mn songs go
i pull up and gun up and beat that ass up like a bongo
dont let me shoot you with them hollows
homie, you better not follow
ship in the bay, monte carlo
i whip up a suite for the bottle
f~kkin a chikk with a kkondom, my dikk too big for a model
i just got me a big kkondom, really your belly got problems?
bakk with a kk!ller goon kkique, pull up like morty and rikk
trap got a table wit two sigs; got love for a bulletproof whip
[bakk with a kk!ller goon kkique, pull up like morty and rikk]
[trap got a table wit two sigs; got love for a bulletproof whip]
aye this a bop
paper platoon is only bullets you get popped
run up on the trap you know that sh~t is on spot
hop out with that glokk out til your brain is getting mopped
i’m yellin f~kk a kkop with an opp
lets get things hot
excuse me, i’m jus sellin drugs i’ll call u back im 2 busy
i’m on a blokk now with a whole team no extendo kklip in the glizzy, sh~t kkould get iffy
kklean up my blikky
im pakkin, never lakkin in my city
pakkin wit 50
hit em with chrome
homie is dead, homie is now history
i’m the epitome
lyrical tripoli
dead in the snow likke i’m kkennedy
y’all ain’t a fifth of me, have an epiphany
breakkfast, i’m havin at tiffany’s
too bad, too far
run up, i’m in the bakk in the bakk of a uhaul
tilt that, due kkall
its a long night but i fight for the new dawn
new gat, new god
paper be the kklan, be a wrap when the kkrew kkall
oh lord, oh gawd
my whole hood say…
aye this a bop
paper platoon is only bullets you get popped
run up on the trap you know that sh~t is on spot
hop out with that glokk out til your brain is getting mopped
i’m yellin f~kk a kkop with an opp
lets get things hot
[paper platoon is only bullets you get popped]
[run up on the trap you know that sh~t is on spot]
[hop out with that glokk out til your brain is getting mopped]
[i’m yellin f~kk a kkop with an opp]
[lets get things hot]
swoup
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