Oopsy lyrics

[Intro]
Girl, what he talkin' bout?
Bullsh*t, I had to tell that n*gga (Huh)

[Verse 1]
Look, n*gga, I’m a hoochie
You ain't breaking no bread, I ain't breaking no coochie
I like Louis and Gucci
You want the key to his house, I want the streets like Lucci
I need a thug like Boosie
Yeah, that n*gga think he love me, boy, your ass ain’t Gucci
I'm on they neck neck like, "Oopsy"
Got these n*ggas twisted in the head like they La-La-Lucy, huh
f*ck n*gga, break bread
If you can "huh", you can hear, ho, I said what I said
And after, that gimme head
Send him home to his b*tch, ho, he washed and he fed
How it go is how I play it
If you broke giving pus*y, then your ass misled
Get that sh*t through your head
I'ma have that n*gga locked in like he going to the feds
They ain't lyin', we ain't stoppin'
'Cause when the sh*t hit the streets, b*tch, it’s on and poppin’
Locking, dropping, ain't no stopping
They bidding on us like a motherf*ckin’ auction
I don't want your n*gga, ho, your n*gga ain't a option
I need a real-ass n*gga that'll drop sh*t
Block sh*t, hot sh*t, ain’t no opp sh*t
You can be the Dream and you still can't block sh*t
Yeah, the 4 gon' keep dropping that hot sh*t

[Chorus]
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama
Yeah, man, 4 live in this b*tch, man
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama
n*gga, don't tell me, n*gga, Zelle me, I ain't playin' with you n*ggas, man
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama
Haha, yeah, haha
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama (Hey)

[Verse 2]
See all my b*tches, they pressure
I need a di*k longer than a motherf*cking lecture
A real n*gga that'll bless ya
If he got the money in the bag, f*ck the pistol by the dresser
A hood n*gga that'll undress ya
Have my ass stretched out like I'm layin' on a stretcher
A rough n*gga, the aggressor
I'ma ride the di*k no hands like a motherf*cking Telsa
Ho, shake them llamas
We outside for the summer, save this drama for your mamas
pus*y wet as the Bahamas
I can see it in the future, yeah, we f*cking up them commas
Get that sh*t understood
Ho, I been had cash, rich hoochie and I'm hood
I mind the business that pays me
Bags on the daily so sh*t could never phase me
I'll crack a smile, drive 'em wild and have these n*ggas going crazy
[Chorus]
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama
Yeah, man, 2 Live two times, man, haha
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama
Man, yeah
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama
I mean, I'm a f*cking '90s baby, ya feel me?
Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama (They like, "Where you from, Lav'?" I say)

[Outro]
I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H
G-A, no pay, no play
I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H
G-A, no pay, no play
I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H
G-A, no pay, no play
I'm from the S-A-V-A-N-N-A-H
G-A, no pay, no play
n*gga, yeah