mop (feat. Young Thug) (Explicit) - Gunna/Young Thug
Lyrics by:Dez Wright/Jeffery Williams/Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Glass
Wheezy outta here
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm f**kin' a b***h in a pent'
Ski
I'm f**kin' a b***h in a Patek
Ski ski
I f**ked a lil' b***h on the couch
We f**kin' all over the house
Mop
She said Ain't no teeth on ya cock
Yeah
You took the words right out of my mouth
I took the b***h out of her county
Then dropped the b***h off in the South
I nutted all over her face
And now she look like a cow
Let's go to Saint-Tropez
This b***h 'bout to sprint out the house pew
Monica Lewinsky
Pass me your friend-ski
I did a spin-ski
Out of a Benz-ski
Everything is fancy
Fancy
Music in the pantry
Twenty-foot Christmas tree
Twenty
This is how Christmas be
Ridin' down McAfee
Skrrt skrrt
Two gun Pistol Pete
Yeah real right blood
Blood
Boolin' in the 'yo with my cuh
Cuh
Yeah spider web spud
Spider
Kickin' my pimpin' no crutch
Young n***a so bossed up
What
Might as well smoke me a dutch
Emeralds green diamonds
Green
Gators they slimey
Slime
Car clear coat and polished
Please go fire your stylist
fire
Fly the G5 at the highest and we in cahoots with the pilot
That lil' b***h you cuffin' is cute but her lil' cooch got high mileage
Wooh
Good brain and she still go to college
We pullin' up big Bentley B 'cause she solid
Big B
Every day I wake up to deposits
Swear every day I could catch you my pocket
This b***h got a hell of a noggin
She ate the whole d**k she a goblin
Woah
You the reason we callin' it mop
You the reason I'm losin' my socks
I took the M out her mouth
I took the T out of the top
That mop wanna meet at the house
I texted her back droppin' the dot
She suckin' my d**k with a towel
Towel
You know she got sliggity slop
Slop
Her lips haven't lickety locked
Locked
I won't ever tell her to stop
I dropped the b***h off in the south
This b***h 'bout to sprint out the house
A snake in the den
My house has some snakes in the den
Woo
She came with a coke body stance
I came with a couple of twins
Twins
I take care of her family and friends
Friends
The Travis' they family and friends
Got the bowling ball and the pins
She turn on that d**k it's a spin
He tried to come hang with the clan
Got kicked out the whip Jackie Chan
Hunnids for the pots and the pan
Okay
I need you come mop up your mans
F**k 'round and brought sand to the sand
They playas they love when we playin'
Slatt
We pay 'em they reppin' the brand
Hey
They mop it up clean with no hands
Uh-huh
My shirt got a stain
But I can't complain
I can't
They killed one of my mane
I see the romaines
He took him a X
But still ain't the same
Hee-hee
He came from the trenches
And now that's to blame
He still ain't the same
They sending me threats
I never complain
Her mouth soaking wet I forget about the s*x
And I know it's a shame
I'm deep in her neck tryna see if it stretch
I'ma bust me a vein
This b***h 'bout to spring out the house
Mop mop mop