- Hopsin I'm Here 歌詞
- Hopsin
- Ohh, Im here!
So open up the door for me (who is it?)
Its Hopsin
Im Here So open up the door for me
Hurry up and let me in (Na Na Na Na Na)
Give me my dinner (Na Na Na Na Na)
Then pass me the dessert
Yo, H-izzo
P Stepped in the dizzo
Wit a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo
Im gotta get my swag on nigga ye know
Im tryna leave the club wit a freaky ass
HOEEEE! My penis is all
Im feenin to give her
Hopsin is sicker than a nigger who sobbin
From hiccups and vomit his liver (what?)
You wanna blow up?
Stop gobblin liquor and probly consider
Plottin some shit up to get popular quicker
Phonies get to many plays on the station
And leave me assed out of a deal
While they on vacation
Shit Ill leave these rappers face on the pavement!
This games filled wit more whack niggas
Then the slave on his basement
But Im a freth of bresh air
I mean a breath of fresh air
Mcs are next to catch hell
I leave em wrecked and then scared
Cause thats just what
I do Im the lyrical bugaboo
Wait on me for a subsitute
I be tearing shit up so move!
Ohh, Im here!
So open up the door for me (who is it?)
Its Hopsin
Im Here So open up the door for me
Hurry up and let me in (Na Na Na Na Na)
Give me my dinner (Na Na Na Na Na)
Then pass me the dessert
Hey shorty, if
I buy you a 40
You think that you can gimme some tang?
Im feelin horny, or we can have an orgy
Wit you and your friends,
Ill be the man
Have a nigga yellin out,
YEAH! My label tryna make me switch the flow
Just because
Oprah, Dont want me sayin bitch no more
Im like Oprah why you doin this?
Come on this is
Ludacris That just hypes my ass up even more
To call YO
U a bitch!
This is my life, and this is my urge
This is my mic, and these are my words
You cant stop
Hopsin Forget it, its not poppin
I kick the shit that niggas love
When they hot boxin
Right when you was bout to retire
From listenin rap music,
I reversered and turned you back to it
It was a close call
I was even thinkin all hope was lost
But most of all!
Be happy Ohh,
Im here!
So open up the door for me (who is it?)
Its Hopsin
Im Here So open up the door for me
Hurry up and let me in (Na Na Na Na Na)
Give me my dinner (Na Na Na Na Na)
Then pass me the dessert
I go to rap concerts, and post in the back
Dont even clap,
Im knowin that to show or be whack
After performin
They be lookin like they supposed to get dap
Im like,
Man you got murdered by your openin act!
Get outta here!
You aint fuckin wit what
I brought to the table
You just a tax write-off for your label
You outside flossin you
Range Rove
Hoes eyeballin your bankroll
Till you floppin all the money back
Am I watchin the same show?
I think so
Im the invincible, unpredictable
Mr. Ripper flow
Yes itspitiful, gimme some nipples to nibble on
Lyrical general, suck on my genitals
Fore you get shitted on
Understand me or ye never gon get along
He best be, the hottest since the
PS3 Straight out the
W.E.S.T Of course!
What other rappers you know
Reppin it iller?
You other nigggas pretty hot
But Im a definite killer
Ohh, Im here !
So open up the door for me (who is it?)
Its Hopsin
Im Here So open up the door for me
Hurry up and let me in (Na Na Na Na Na)
Give me my dinner (Na Na Na Na Na)
Then pass me the dessert [X2]
Hopsin! [X5]
Hopsin! [X5]
H-izzo P stepped in the dizzo
Wit a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo
H-izzo P stepped in the dizzo
Wit a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo
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