Oops Songtext
von Protect
Oops Songtext
(If you not Ballhog, then die)
Yeah
I put the ball through the hoop
I put the ball through the hoo, I put the ball through the hoo
I put the ball through the hoop, yeah, I put your ho in my coupe
I take the ball like, "What you gon′ do?"
My chest out slime, and you know what we gon' do
Just countin′ these racks, sittin' in my room
And when they be hatin', you know they in tune
I just spilled lean on my kicks, oops, I done poured drank in my cup, deuce
I just spilled lean on my kicks, oops, like, what the fuck I′m gon′ do?
Look at my racks, they all blue, look at my jeans, they Dior too
She like, "Tec, I adore you, but sometimes you act rude"
I'm sorry, ho, that′s just me
I'm in the field like cleats, I hoop hard like Kobe
They hatin′ on me ode
I ain't do nothin′ to a nigga, so why they gotta say shit about me?
I keep on winnin', so I feel like Ronda Rousey
They'll peep yo′ fake from a distance, so I gotta keep yo′ ass from around me
Keep pourin' up all this tris and so, it got a young nigga drowsy
I was down bad on my dick, okay, but I came back and dropped 60
Outta town is super cool, okay, but, yes, I miss my city
I wanna be back home with the guys
I′m ballin' hard and I don′t even try, switch they mood, they know we gon' slide
Smokin′ on 'za this not no high, bad ho, I say, "Hi"
This bih want me on the phone all day, but I nod off 'cause I′m tired, yeah
I put the ball through the hoop
I put the ball through the hoo, I put the ball through the hoo
I put the ball through the hoop, yeah, I put your ho in my coupe
I take the ball like, "What you gon′ do?"
I text up slime, you know he gon' shoot
Just countin′ these racks, sittin' in my room
And when they be hatin′, you know they in tune
I just spilled lean on my kicks, oops, I done poured drank in my cup, deuce
I just spilled lean on my kicks, oops, like, what the fuck I'm gon′ do?
Look at my racks, they all blue, look at my jeans, they Dior too
She like, "Tec, I adore you, but sometimes you act rude"
Yeah
I put the ball through the hoop
I put the ball through the hoo, I put the ball through the hoo
I put the ball through the hoop, yeah, I put your ho in my coupe
I take the ball like, "What you gon′ do?"
My chest out slime, and you know what we gon' do
Just countin′ these racks, sittin' in my room
And when they be hatin', you know they in tune
I just spilled lean on my kicks, oops, I done poured drank in my cup, deuce
I just spilled lean on my kicks, oops, like, what the fuck I′m gon′ do?
Look at my racks, they all blue, look at my jeans, they Dior too
She like, "Tec, I adore you, but sometimes you act rude"
I'm sorry, ho, that′s just me
I'm in the field like cleats, I hoop hard like Kobe
They hatin′ on me ode
I ain't do nothin′ to a nigga, so why they gotta say shit about me?
I keep on winnin', so I feel like Ronda Rousey
They'll peep yo′ fake from a distance, so I gotta keep yo′ ass from around me
Keep pourin' up all this tris and so, it got a young nigga drowsy
I was down bad on my dick, okay, but I came back and dropped 60
Outta town is super cool, okay, but, yes, I miss my city
I wanna be back home with the guys
I′m ballin' hard and I don′t even try, switch they mood, they know we gon' slide
Smokin′ on 'za this not no high, bad ho, I say, "Hi"
This bih want me on the phone all day, but I nod off 'cause I′m tired, yeah
I put the ball through the hoop
I put the ball through the hoo, I put the ball through the hoo
I put the ball through the hoop, yeah, I put your ho in my coupe
I take the ball like, "What you gon′ do?"
I text up slime, you know he gon' shoot
Just countin′ these racks, sittin' in my room
And when they be hatin′, you know they in tune
I just spilled lean on my kicks, oops, I done poured drank in my cup, deuce
I just spilled lean on my kicks, oops, like, what the fuck I'm gon′ do?
Look at my racks, they all blue, look at my jeans, they Dior too
She like, "Tec, I adore you, but sometimes you act rude"
Writer(s): Cade Blodgett, Vadim Novytskyi, Ricky Shanklin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

