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Feeling Like Wop Video (MV)




Performed By: BigWalkDog
Featuring: Gucci Mane
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Dajour Walker, Kavi Lybarger, Radric Davis




BigWalkDog - Feeling Like Wop Lyrics
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[ Featuring Gucci Mane ]

Hey, hey, hey, hey (I love you, KXVI)

I just woke up, feelin' like Wop
Drop my top, and I ain't got no opps (burr)
And I went Fendi everything, to the socks
I ain't switchin' up shit, on God, but a Glock (damn)
J's at the door, they ain't even gotta knock
Shit beatin' at the door, when it jumped out the pot
Ain't no more kids in the hood, on the block
Youngin' thirteen, with a chop' and a mop
He just hit county, with a lock in the sock
Mama was a school teacher, she was good at her job
He don't need books, for him to learn how to rob
Really live lit, I don't know how to flodge
See you with the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark
How you go big on big on large? (Go)
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God (go)

Face card valid, I don't need me no mob
Nigga, backshot, I don't even know menage
Twelve-hundred horses, one car in my garage
Name in the seats, I don't even know Dodge
Get by smooth, if you play this shit smart
See through a fake, ain't no sense in playin' hard
Try to pop shit, better move with a rod
Try to ride the wave, they'll pull your card, hey
How you go big on that?
Drive Hellcats, 'cause they scare all rats
And you know we don't f*ck with no rats
Real solid nigga, stay down to the max
All day I'm on, 'til the sky pitch-black
Try to go long, but, see, he ain't go there
He ain't even charge, nigga, he ain't throw that
Tell 'em, "All black," when he ready go set, hey

I just woke up, feelin' like Wop
Drop my top, and I ain't got no opps (yeah)
And I went Fendi everything, to the socks (Fendi)
I ain't switchin' up shit, on God, but a Glock (it's Gucci)
J's at the door, they ain't even gotta knock
Shit beatin' at the door, when it jumped out the pot
Ain't no more kids in the hood, on the block
Youngin' thirteen, with a chop' and a mop
He just hit county, with a lock in the sock
Mama was a school teacher, she was good at her job
He don't need books, for him to learn how to rob
Really live lit, I don't know how to flodge
See you with the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark
How you go big on big on large?
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car (go)
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God

I woke up today, feelin' like myself (ha)
Wait on me to fall, don't hold your breath
When niggas tried to run, but they couldn't cheat death
And he didn't have a gun, so he screamin' out, "Help" (help)
Say you wanna be me, but ain't got no rep'
I'm whippin' up a baby, but ain't got no belt (Well, damn)
Sold that boy diamonds, bet the shit won't melt
I ain't never ever seen dope sell itself (no)
Showin' no pity, finessin', tryna serve the whole city
Me and WalkDog, and we litty (Walk)
I ain't got opps, I ain't even really got enemies
Have your folks pourin' out Hennessy (alright)
Niggas face penalties, he was dissin' me
Now he in a hospital bed, layin' with an injury (woah)
These low-budget niggas ain't offendin' me (no)
I'm major, but I started independently (it's Gucci)

Hey, I just woke up, feelin' like Wop (huh)
Drop my top, and I ain't got no opps (well, damn)
And I went Fendi everything, to the socks
I ain't switchin' up shit, on God, but a Glock
J's at the door, they ain't even gotta knock
Shit beatin' at the door, when it jumped out the pot
Ain't no more kids in the hood, on the block (wow)
Youngin' thirteen, with a chop' and a mop (well, damn)
He just hit county, with a lock in the sock
Mama was a school teacher, she was good at her job (mom)
He don't need books, for him to learn how to rob
Really live lit, I don't know how to flodge
See you with the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark (Go)
How you go big on big on large? (Big)
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car (go)
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God (go)

1-0-1-7
One Eleven
BigWalkDog
Guwop, burr
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Hey, hey, hey, hey (I love you, KXVI)

I just woke up, feelin' like Wop
Drop my top, and I ain't got no opps (burr)
And I went Fendi everything, to the socks
I ain't switchin' up shit, on God, but a Glock (damn)
J's at the door, they ain't even gotta knock
Shit beatin' at the door, when it jumped out the pot
Ain't no more kids in the hood, on the block
Youngin' thirteen, with a chop' and a mop
He just hit county, with a lock in the sock
Mama was a school teacher, she was good at her job
He don't need books, for him to learn how to rob
Really live lit, I don't know how to flodge
See you with the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark
How you go big on big on large? (Go)
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God (go)

Face card valid, I don't need me no mob
Nigga, backshot, I don't even know menage
Twelve-hundred horses, one car in my garage
Name in the seats, I don't even know Dodge
Get by smooth, if you play this shit smart
See through a fake, ain't no sense in playin' hard
Try to pop shit, better move with a rod
Try to ride the wave, they'll pull your card, hey
How you go big on that?
Drive Hellcats, 'cause they scare all rats
And you know we don't f*ck with no rats
Real solid nigga, stay down to the max
All day I'm on, 'til the sky pitch-black
Try to go long, but, see, he ain't go there
He ain't even charge, nigga, he ain't throw that
Tell 'em, "All black," when he ready go set, hey

I just woke up, feelin' like Wop
Drop my top, and I ain't got no opps (yeah)
And I went Fendi everything, to the socks (Fendi)
I ain't switchin' up shit, on God, but a Glock (it's Gucci)
J's at the door, they ain't even gotta knock
Shit beatin' at the door, when it jumped out the pot
Ain't no more kids in the hood, on the block
Youngin' thirteen, with a chop' and a mop
He just hit county, with a lock in the sock
Mama was a school teacher, she was good at her job
He don't need books, for him to learn how to rob
Really live lit, I don't know how to flodge
See you with the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark
How you go big on big on large?
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car (go)
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God

I woke up today, feelin' like myself (ha)
Wait on me to fall, don't hold your breath
When niggas tried to run, but they couldn't cheat death
And he didn't have a gun, so he screamin' out, "Help" (help)
Say you wanna be me, but ain't got no rep'
I'm whippin' up a baby, but ain't got no belt (Well, damn)
Sold that boy diamonds, bet the shit won't melt
I ain't never ever seen dope sell itself (no)
Showin' no pity, finessin', tryna serve the whole city
Me and WalkDog, and we litty (Walk)
I ain't got opps, I ain't even really got enemies
Have your folks pourin' out Hennessy (alright)
Niggas face penalties, he was dissin' me
Now he in a hospital bed, layin' with an injury (woah)
These low-budget niggas ain't offendin' me (no)
I'm major, but I started independently (it's Gucci)

Hey, I just woke up, feelin' like Wop (huh)
Drop my top, and I ain't got no opps (well, damn)
And I went Fendi everything, to the socks
I ain't switchin' up shit, on God, but a Glock
J's at the door, they ain't even gotta knock
Shit beatin' at the door, when it jumped out the pot
Ain't no more kids in the hood, on the block (wow)
Youngin' thirteen, with a chop' and a mop (well, damn)
He just hit county, with a lock in the sock
Mama was a school teacher, she was good at her job (mom)
He don't need books, for him to learn how to rob
Really live lit, I don't know how to flodge
See you with the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark (Go)
How you go big on big on large? (Big)
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car (go)
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God (go)

1-0-1-7
One Eleven
BigWalkDog
Guwop, burr
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Dajour Walker, Kavi Lybarger, Radric Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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