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Bop lyrics

Performer Peter Kings

Bop song lyrics by Peter Kings official

Bop is a song in English

Ayyyy
This Peter Kings baby
Got Nikki Hott Beatz on the keys, woo
Ayo Nikki you really been there from day one
Still holding it down
It's only right we give em a bop
From LA to Sunrise, c'mon

Pull up to the spot, Ima give em hell
The king is in the building, y'all could ring the bell
If you look into my eyes I'm sure you could tell
I'ma B O S S baby, I don't ever fail
Y'all don't keep it real, y'all be livin' fairy tales
I keep it G cause my homie he gon pay the bail
This a bop so you know this shit about to sell
I'm from LA, Nikki Hott Beatz coming from FL
Countrywide baby, East to the West
I be talkin' all this shit, better watch me I'm a threat
Speakers knockin' in the whip is the only way I jet
Watchu thought baby girl, I come from the projects, c'mon
When I leave the building it's a mess
Same way I'm doin' shawty, put it on her chest
Ima savage, ain't afraid to confess
Women always saying you the worst when I'm the best, c'mon

Ride wit my baby, let me show you how a playa move
Late night cruise through the boulevard making moves
Baddie on my side, I could never lose
Real one on ya side always keep it true

Ride wit my baby, let me show you how a playa move
Late night cruise through the boulevard making moves
Baddie on my side, I could never lose
Real one on ya side always keep it true

Keep that shit a buck like I'm coming from Milwaukee
Yet I'm coming from Los Angeles but that'll never stop me
I be making business calls on my Apple walkie talkie
Got a couple booty calls love to give that sloppy toppy, okay
Wait a minute think I needa chill just a bit
But if I do that y'all might say I'm acting different
To be honest I don't care about opinions
You don't know me if I ain't behind you hittin it
Remember we met in the club you knew what I was about, I was throwing up a dub
I was mackin' on a couple shawties showing them some love
They was asking for my address, I said I'm from up above baby
But is you tryna see wassup baby
Well we gon need a couple gloves baby
I'd love to give that ass a rub baby
Late night freak shit, fuckin' in the tub c'mon

Ride wit my baby, let me show you how a playa move
Late night cruise through the boulevard making moves
Baddie on my side, I could never lose
Real one on ya side always keep it true

Ride wit my baby, let me show you how a playa move
Late night cruise through the boulevard making moves
Baddie on my side, I could never lose
Real one on ya side always keep it true

This a bop, this a bop, this a bop
Type shit guaranteed to make a big booty drop
This a bop, this a bop, this a bop, this a bop
Type shit guaranteed to make ya bitch booty drop

Bop, bop
Bop, bop
Bop, bop
Bop, bop

Ayo shout out NikkiHottBeatz, the hottest producer comin' outta Florida
Peter Kings baby, you know what the fuck it is
Let's gooo
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Peter Reyes
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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