Boys In Motion

Lyrics

[Intro: Wop Dell] Big Wop, nigga FOD shit We are the Boyz 'N Motion (Funk or Die) Boyz Big Wop, yeah [Verse 1: Wop Dell] Why the fuck you in the club if you ain't throwin' no ones? I can't have no niggas 'round me if you ain't totin' no gun Cinna-bun on the chopper, sound like you rollin' your tongue Man, it's crazy I get paid, used to do this shit for fun Mom, I'm selling drugs, I know it sound bad And his car ain't really shit, it just sound fast And your bitch a Proud Snack like Penny Proud dad And now these niggas hit my phone like, "Wop, I'm down bad" 7-8, Murder Valley, we gon' slide for that In my pants, pocket rocket, a surprise attack I need the money, all that fuckin', ain't got time for that Opps still mad they can't get they mama back I told you once, I get mad, then it's over Creepin' down your block masked up, we at your door like we Jehovahs I'ma still kill you after you pay me what you owe me In first place with this shit and all these chains be my trophies And your bitch want me 'cause you boring Masked up, kick in the door, we in the house like we Cory And your brother, he won't live to tell the story Leave him swimming with the fishes, this the sequel, Finding Dory Silencer on the barrel don't make noise Baby A's and AK's be my toys I get to clutchin' on my Glock when I'm 'noyed Germ say I gotta stop, we having motion, niggas think that we the— [Chorus: Wop Dell] Boyz 'N Motion Go, go, go Boyz We give you our devotion We give you our— Go Go, go, go [Verse 2: Toohda Band$] We them boys, I ain't talkin' 'bout them D niggas We ain't in Miami, but we still got the heat with us You got zero to your name like you D. Lillard Ain't no limit on this chop like I'm P. Miller Quit sayin' R.I.P. that man, you ain't pop his killer Leave a nigga's shirt red like Mike on "Thriller" Bitch, we can't exchange numbers, I ain't Bryson Tiller She been hanging with the opps, had my auntie kill her If I can't knock her on the blade, I bet Loso get her Pull up right in front them niggas, get close up with it I been surfin' through his hood, he a no-show in it All them lines in your juice, you got Karo in it You just got your ass re-rocked We just cleaned them niggas' street like a detox Select fire on the A, could make it beatbox Keep squeezin' on this bitch until it de-cock You'd think this bitch attached the way I keep Glock Bitch, I'm on the paper route like I'm Key Glock My bitch gave me fire head, made my feet lock We got motion in the hood, this the weed spot Ain't no reachin' for my chain, this ain't yay kit If you ain't active with that glizzy, we gon' take blick Tre is not a camera man, but he take hits Threw a beam on the fully, so I can't miss [Chorus: Wop Dell] Boyz 'N Motion Go, go, go Boyz We give you our devotion We give you our— Go Go, go, go [Instrumental Break] [Chorus: Wop Dell] Boyz 'N Motion Go, go, go Boyz We give you our devotion We give you our— Go Go, go, go