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Moonk - da oop Lyrics



Moonk - da oop Lyrics




Yeah, I was a trapper, & I ain't even know it I hit the trap, Instead of makin' employement
All the designer on me cost some
All the designer on me cost some money I'm smokin' all types, she love the chronic
I ain't trippin', bout shit keep it hunnit' First you, had gave me the loop, then you

Came back, gave me the opp, lets be honest I know I'm trippin', I probably need to go
To the hospital All this promethazine in my stomach
Chrome heart, clothes, they gon' come on delivery cause
I don't f*ck with nothin' at the gallery department Pornstar a clip on the pole, now only thing

I'm missin' or the only thing I need is a Trojan
Took two hoes, & i gave em a bowl Half filled up with water, tell em cook up dat boy
I'm tryna touch me a 50 like Floyd
I member back in the gap, when I was in the trap

& the trap, wun makin' no noise
I member back in the gap, when my mama was trippin
Bought a nigga, wun playin' with his toys
I member back in the gap, when a nigga got papped tryna cramp

Cause he played with Touris
Just made a whole lot of money, this Sunday
I might just go cash out on Christian Dior
Ain't nothin' funny, shit come to these hunnids

I ran this shit up till my leg catch a sore
Know that I'm slimy, my nose kinda runny
I baguette my carti, I keep wipin' boogers
My wrist kinda sunny, shit look like Dasani

Your wrist kinda cloudy, shit look like some sugar
I ran all this money and put this shit up
If you ain't gettin' no money, then what is you doin'
You ain't get no money, then what else you doin'

I just keep sippin' on lean
I'ma pop, perc ten of my dreams
Niggas keep tryna serve in my lane
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Yeah, I was a trapper, & I ain't even know it I hit the trap, Instead of makin' employement
All the designer on me cost some
All the designer on me cost some money I'm smokin' all types, she love the chronic
I ain't trippin', bout shit keep it hunnit' First you, had gave me the loop, then you

Came back, gave me the opp, lets be honest I know I'm trippin', I probably need to go
To the hospital All this promethazine in my stomach
Chrome heart, clothes, they gon' come on delivery cause
I don't f*ck with nothin' at the gallery department Pornstar a clip on the pole, now only thing

I'm missin' or the only thing I need is a Trojan
Took two hoes, & i gave em a bowl Half filled up with water, tell em cook up dat boy
I'm tryna touch me a 50 like Floyd
I member back in the gap, when I was in the trap

& the trap, wun makin' no noise
I member back in the gap, when my mama was trippin
Bought a nigga, wun playin' with his toys
I member back in the gap, when a nigga got papped tryna cramp

Cause he played with Touris
Just made a whole lot of money, this Sunday
I might just go cash out on Christian Dior
Ain't nothin' funny, shit come to these hunnids

I ran this shit up till my leg catch a sore
Know that I'm slimy, my nose kinda runny
I baguette my carti, I keep wipin' boogers
My wrist kinda sunny, shit look like Dasani

Your wrist kinda cloudy, shit look like some sugar
I ran all this money and put this shit up
If you ain't gettin' no money, then what is you doin'
You ain't get no money, then what else you doin'

I just keep sippin' on lean
I'ma pop, perc ten of my dreams
Niggas keep tryna serve in my lane
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Writer: avery morrow
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Moonk
Language: English
Length: 1:36
Written by: avery morrow
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