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Fivio Foreign - Bop It Lyrics

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Fivio Foreign - Bop It Lyrics
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[ Featuring Polo G ]

Solo, bop it
Twist it, pull it

Stupid
Yeah
T. Dot (T. Dot), uh
Baow, grrt
(Whoa, Kenny)
Baow, uh, yeah (oh), look (oh)

Grip it (grip it), grip it (grip it)
Click it (click it), click it (grrt, uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it, ayy, ayy, ayy

Shoulders, (shoulders) he be goin' even lower (do)
She move her body like a snake (do)
He move his body like a cobra (ayy, ayy)
He gon' strike, get a lil' closer
He gon' strike, get a lil' closer
I know my rights, so please don't approach us
I know my rights, so please don't, uh
I see a brand new dance, ayy
Drop, drop, hands, hands
Jerry sleepin' off the Xans, (he is)
Seen him in his truck and he can't even stand, uh, ayy
I'm hot (hot), give me a fan (give me a fan)
I'm too hot
That's why I got all these fans
Look (ayy, oh)

Grip it (grip it, grip it, grip it)
Click it (click it), click it (uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Grip it, grip it
Click it (click it), click it (uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Nigga got left at his own party 'cause he sent the address to the wrong coast
Three-fifty-seven, long nose, hit his top, bustin' cans like stone cold
Shawty bangin', he young with an old soul
Chains swangin', baguette with the rose gold
I might switch up the drip in Vlone clothes
Cap-a-lot got the game in the strong hold
If you pop forty, buckin' like DMX
The red tips and the hollows gon' eat his flesh
And them 7.62s gon' leave him straight
Gotta eat with my goons, we need a check
My lil' cougar bitch call when she need sex
She gon' blow up my phone, I ain't see her text
Backshots when I'm strokin', I leave her wet
Next mornin' back on it, no need to rest

Grip it (grip it, grip it, grip it)
Click it (click it), click it (uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Grip it, grip it
Click it (click it), click it (uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it (ayy, ayy, ayy)
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Solo, bop it
Twist it, pull it

Stupid
Yeah
T. Dot (T. Dot), uh
Baow, grrt
(Whoa, Kenny)
Baow, uh, yeah (oh), look (oh)

Grip it (grip it), grip it (grip it)
Click it (click it), click it (grrt, uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it, ayy, ayy, ayy

Shoulders, (shoulders) he be goin' even lower (do)
She move her body like a snake (do)
He move his body like a cobra (ayy, ayy)
He gon' strike, get a lil' closer
He gon' strike, get a lil' closer
I know my rights, so please don't approach us
I know my rights, so please don't, uh
I see a brand new dance, ayy
Drop, drop, hands, hands
Jerry sleepin' off the Xans, (he is)
Seen him in his truck and he can't even stand, uh, ayy
I'm hot (hot), give me a fan (give me a fan)
I'm too hot
That's why I got all these fans
Look (ayy, oh)

Grip it (grip it, grip it, grip it)
Click it (click it), click it (uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Grip it, grip it
Click it (click it), click it (uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Nigga got left at his own party 'cause he sent the address to the wrong coast
Three-fifty-seven, long nose, hit his top, bustin' cans like stone cold
Shawty bangin', he young with an old soul
Chains swangin', baguette with the rose gold
I might switch up the drip in Vlone clothes
Cap-a-lot got the game in the strong hold
If you pop forty, buckin' like DMX
The red tips and the hollows gon' eat his flesh
And them 7.62s gon' leave him straight
Gotta eat with my goons, we need a check
My lil' cougar bitch call when she need sex
She gon' blow up my phone, I ain't see her text
Backshots when I'm strokin', I leave her wet
Next mornin' back on it, no need to rest

Grip it (grip it, grip it, grip it)
Click it (click it), click it (uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Grip it, grip it
Click it (click it), click it (uh, baow)
Hit it (hit it), run his block, spin it, ayy, ayy, ayy
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (good moves)
T. Dot (T. Dot), get it (ayy, ayy, ayy)
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Writer: Maxie Lee Ryles, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Kenneth Charles III Blume
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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