Melrose Strip lyrics
by Hoodrich Pablo Juan
[Intro]
Is this what you wanted?
Wop
Aye, aye, aye
Trapaholics, drop that sh*t
[Chorus: Lil Wop]
Car too fast, do 200 in the whip
Check my pants, they Rick Owens, and they felt
Sorry, I can't buy that pint if it ain't sealed
Got two freaky b*tches trapping out the Hilt' (Trapaholics, real trap sh*t)
Went the wrong way, that might get you killed (aye)
Foenem in here, rolling, everybody got a trip
That b*tch stay strapped up in the trap, unless she finna strip
Get your hoe, I'll (?)
[Verse 1: Lil Wop]
I'll f*ck and take her whip, you love her you a trip
You the type to get a little guap and take her on a trip
Tell that b*tch to hold my Glock, and make her suck the tip
I'm tryna run these racks up, so little b*tch you gotta dip
Pulling up, we hopping out, not shooting out the whip
In LA, got all that guap on me, go f*ck it up at Fifth
They ain't wanna give me sh*t, I took it, now I'm here
A f*ck n*gga can't infiltrate, 'cause all my n*ggas hip
[Chorus: Lil Wop]
Car too fast, do 200 in the whip
Check my pants, they Rick Owens, and they felt
Sorry, I can't buy that pint if it ain't sealed
Got two freaky b*tches trapping out the Hilt'
Went the wrong way, that might get you killed (aye)
Foenem in here, rolling, everybody got a trip
That b*tch stay strapped up in the trap, unless she finna strip
Get your hoe, I'll (?)
[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
My denim Rick Owens, my shoes Raf Simons
(?)
All of my b*tches, they (?)
(?), we shoot where he miss
I pop the perc, pour the lean, and I mix it
Serve the work out the cabinet in the kitchen
I made that b*tch do the dirty dishes
Amber Alert, I got the pack missing
Rockstar, hop out the back and I'm hitting it
Meet with the plug, I'm addressing (?)
I don't flex with the racks, hit the (?)
I beat the pack to the nitty gritty
Trap in the country, I collect in the city
I'm serving white like Brittney
I got a couple charges and they pending
(?) (Real trap sh*t!)
[Chorus: Lil Wop]
Car too fast, do 200 in the whip
Check my pants, they Rick Owens, and they felt
Sorry, I can't buy that pint if it ain't sealed
Got two freaky b*tches trapping out the Hilt'
Went the wrong way, that might get you killed (aye)
Foenem in here, rolling, everybody got a trip
That b*tch stay strapped up in the trap, unless she finna strip
Get your hoe, I'll (?)