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M Nizzy — Cupid
Artist: → M Nizzy
M Nizzy — Cupid — lyrics
The opps are pussies, they run and talk to joogies
When i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
The opps are pussies, they run and talk to joogies
When i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
Making some cookies
You’re gang is a bunch of rookies
On the back of the ped, no {?} out
In the trap blacked out with a hoodie
Let’s switch up the rhyme, i ain’t got time
All of you mеn are stupid
When i hop out the whip, waving my stick
Hit a man up, no cupid
Lеave ’em on the floor like, — brown
Really got the tandem ducking down
Claim you’re the king, but where’s your crown?
I am the baddest around
The baddest around like oj
Had to wrap that pack like crochet
{?} really had to make my own way
The opps are pussies, they run and talk to joogies
When i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
The opps are pussies, they run and talk to joogies
When i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
Making some cookies
You’re gang is a bunch of rookies
On the back of the ped, no {?} out
In the trap blacked out with a hoodie
Blacked out with a hoodie
Had it in a box like woody
I just get bare gal {?}
Snapped her back like a fortune cookie
I don’t really care what them man say
Will the bad times ever go away?
Had to tell man just to be patient
«i’m really trying to make this statement,»
His juice got spilt on the pavement
Now i’m spitting in someone’s basement
You really can’t find a replacement
Used to be broke now i’m making that payment
Making that payment, all cash
I pull up and them man dash
They talk on the net that trash
But in real life they run like flash
No hopes or prayers
When i rise it’s mash, or crash
For fun on the 6 you will get splashed
The opps are pussies, they run and talk to joogies
When i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
The opps are pussies, they run and talk to joogies
When i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
Let’s switch up the rhyme, i ain’t got time
All of you men are stupid
When i hop out the whip, waving my stick
Hit a man up, no cupid
Like cupid, i’m nice
On the gang, you will get sliced, or diced
On the back of the cab like, back of the cab, like {?}
The opps are pussies, they run and talk to joogies
When i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
The opps are pussies, they run and talk to joogies
When i pull up to the block give noogies, pull it out the oven like i’m making some cookies
Making some cookies
You’re gang is a bunch of rookies
On the back of the ped, no {?} out
In the trap blacked out with a hoodie
Blacked out with a hoodie
Had it in a box like woody
I just get bare gal {?}
Snapped her back like a fortune cookie
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