Opp lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


Intro: Bloody Jay

It’s the motherf*cking blooood!
Stop playing both sides man
God damn man
Don’t come over here if you know you was over there bruh

Opped out

Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay

Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
You the opps

Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
You the opps

Verse 1: Bloody Jay

n*gga you the f*ckin opps
Middle finger f*ck a cop
Pulling off in the drop
I used to ride a hot box
Put the dope in my lunchbox
I gotta keep my gun c*cked
Gotta let you know how we rock
Keep a pop like Reebox
n*ggas switch up I done seen it
That’s why I stay high on that green sh*t
Throwing sets up like Willy Beaman
I had to beef up on my defense
So i went and copped that AR
Cause that b*tch known to flip a car
ABG they know who we are
Heavy metal no guitar
Oh, its the B set baby
We ain’t playin games ain’t no rescue baby
Roll with it or you get rolled over
Street n*gga shootin out a Range Rover
Ima rock me a n*gga like Hova

Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay

Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
You the opps

Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
You the opps

Verse 2: IllWill

These n*ggas playin both sides, double dutchin
You lost your mind if you think i won't touch ya
I play with them sticks cause i know how to hush em
Dem n*ggas been slippin i know how to rush em
Take off a load i know how to hustle
ABG with it dont play with the muscle
This a rush hour, i make you Chris Tucker
Rap motherf*cker I’m back in the gutter
Linked up with my brother, fresh out the struggle
You ain’t in the huddle then play in the puddle
I sh*t on a opp, i play with they mother
I glove up my hand, my face getting covered
These di*k don’t wear rubber, expose danny glover
You so undercover you f*ck with the opps
I hope you don’t love her , he in bloody trouble
Homie don’t that play that, go lie living color
Don’t even do that you know you a sucka
You sweet motherf*cka, I’m street motherf*cka
I took down a n*gga, i peeped motherf*ckers
Im family to death, i eat motherf*ckers
And I growed up flipping packs in the hundred hole
Bumblebee get on your ass like a honeycomb
I know they gon switch up whenever the money gone
It’s still those three letters i repped in the thunderdome

Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay

Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
You the opps

Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
n*gga you the f*ckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
n*gga you the f*ckin opps
You the opps

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