Sidney LeRoy - K-Pop (Slowed)

K pop nigga stay coming thru with new bands
Rain drops chilling in the Cuban made ya boo dance
Ass phat and them cheek clapping like two hands
Came up on some shmoney now a nigga buss a new dance
She want me to fall in love told her never ever
Free falling Thru these drugs messing with my clever
I ain't with the smoke but pull up I big to differ
A lot of niggas fake but I am not them niggas

Yeah yeah, nigga getting jiggy, like he's posed too
I am on a level u not close too
Double on my pour cuz that jimmy sitting so smooth
See me in the spot and who u came here with is old news
I dip in Fabolous fashion
She talk but not enough action
I thought wasn't shit gonna happen
But that mouth different like accent
I made a slap give it back spin
When it comes out bet I go in
Sit thru the drought never
Sit in drop bad weather
Coffee bean I'm creating the drip
War cries put the mace thru the flash
Fab F, still throw up the F
Game shark rare candy collect
Ouuu you see what I pull off
Skrt you see what I pull off
Skirt she see me she pull off
Her nigga he see me and pull off
You see me I'm putting the hood on
We greasy like wiping the food off
Team meetings ya boo getting nude dawg
New rugs how I tell them boys shoe off

K pop nigga stay coming thru with new bands
Rain drops chilling in the Cuban made ya boo dance
Ass phat and them cheek clapping like two hands
Came up on some shmoney now a nigga buss a new dance
She want me to fall in love told her never ever
Free falling Thru these drugs messing with my clever
I ain't with the smoke but pull up I big to differ
A lot of niggas fake but I am not them niggas

Who the fuck you think you talking too
Fix yo attitude
I be showing all you niggas sauce
Shows some gratitude
Get the bigger plate we all gone eat
That's how imma move
Get the spins busting out the cloud
Feel like Haohmaru
Beanstalk whatcha niggas know bout that
Nigga I ain't come from jack
Get It out the mud
I don't know scrubs ain't nothing clean bout that
Life like handball cus sometimes I hit a damn wall but I bounce right back
We was at a stand still
Shit heavy as an Anvil
Tryna make dream facts
Pay a nigga for what he put in the verses
I was sipping doing way too much swerving
All that body she ain't do too much curving
Run thru Chocolate u would think I was Thurman
Good with the chicken hot sauce
Shirts versus skins Top off
Her friend turned me down her loss
But she good with the stroke Bob Ross

Tell her ass hop in a G ride
If you want smoke we can provide
You can be my honey be my bee hive
Cheer for me baby cus it's me time
All my niggas headed to the top now
Pulling out the sleeve better watch out
Know we stay low cuz the cops out
If they at ya door don't cop out
If they at ya door don't cop out

Written by:
Sidney Smalls

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