Hop Out - JAY WORTHY, LNDN DRGS

Hop out of bed I put on my corduroy shoe on

Cup full of rain you know that purple like?

Can’t fuck with you lame bitches my pimpin' be too strong

You fuck with the same bitches my bitches be new ones

I fuck with the big homies that put me on like?

Hop out the candy thang feelin' like goldie

Just a couple of YGz no cuts drinking 40s

Shout out to the homies can’t fonk with the phonies

I’m on?

blowin' good fuckin' with young spo T

And the homie D Daver he picked me up in his scraper

It was back to the bity cuz it’s back to the paper

Told my bitch I don’t need her, we could talk about it later

Don’t blow up my phone talking about I need favors

We some real life players better go ask gator

I don’t love her I play her, I just fuck her you date her

LA clip in these hoes in the city of Lakers

(Chorus: Angela Bofill Sample)

Baby, listen to me please

I’ve been dreamin' 'bout you every night

Now that you are here with me

I promise you it’s gonna feel alright

(Verse 2: Jay Worthy)

Step in the dough I slip my corduroy shoe on

Run the streets with my thugs got me feelin' like 2pac

My bitch lookin' mad I had her waiting like too long

Left my hoe at the club she trying to bring the boy?

Don’t fuck in the bed I did that bitch up on the futon

Call up the YGz they still got a?

Pouring lean by the fo' smoking drough still going

I’m calling for Xanie, it got me wide open

Your bitch wanna choose but is that bitch really choosin'

I got real live homies on the blade out in Oakland

The city of greats you can’t fuck with the fake

Do my?

know the money I make

Hoppin' out the two tone yelling fuck all my haters

I’m a real life P why the fuck would I pay her

I be dogging these hoes, how you think that I break her

LA dodge in these hoes in the bay with my raiders

(Chorus: Angela Bofill Sample)

Baby, listen to me please

I’ve been dreamin' 'bout you every night

Now that you are here with me

I promise you it’s gonna feel alright