OPPOSITE versuri

Versuri Don Toliver – OPPOSITE lyrics

[Intro]
Why you got somethin’ against me? (Huh)
Poppin’ that XYZ (Huh)
Cars outside on fleek (What?)
Love when she act like a freak (Uh)
Show a lil’ somethin’ of your titties (Ooh)
Everybody just got low (Yee)
Heard it’s a whole lotta P (Yee)

[Chorus]
Drop the octane in the styrofoam (Uh)
Keep the 9 Beretta, it’s a two-tone (Uh)
No talkin’ G6, she wanna eat shit (Uh)
She drivin’ V6, I’m out in Venus (Uh)
Baby’s sexy, she wanna (Hoo, okay)
Out in Tijuana, I’ma (Tell the truth)
Why would I mind? I hit instead
Ride down the block in the Koenigsegg (Woo)
Two hundred thousand, it’s on my head
I’ll still get money when I’m gone and dead

[Post-Chorus]
Yee, yee
Yee, yee, yee, yee
Shawty keep droppin’ it, shawty keep poppin’ it, Southside choppin’ that (Yee)
I got the plug, I’m makin’ deposits since you doin’ opposite (Yee, yee)
She keep on droppin’ it, shawty keep poppin’ it, poppin’ it, shawty, she a geeker

[Chorus]
Drop the octane in the styrofoam (Uh)
Keep the 9 Beretta, it’s a two-tone (Uh)
No talkin’ G6, she wanna eat shit (Uh)
She drivin’ V6, I’m out in Venus (Uh)
Baby’s sexy, she wanna (Hoo, okay)
Out in Tijuana, I’ma (Tell the truth)
Why would I mind? I hit instead
Ride down the block in the Koenigsegg (Woo)
Two hundred thousand, it’s on my head
I’ll still get money when I’m gone and dead

[Post-Chorus]
Yee, yee
Yee, yee, yee, yee
Shawty keep droppin’ it, shawty keep poppin’ it, Southside choppin’ that (Yee)
I got the plug, I’m makin’ deposits since you doin’ opposite (Yee, yee)
She keep on droppin’ it, shawty keep poppin’ it, poppin’ it, shawty, she a geeker (Uh)

[Verse]
Yes, I’m overly lit, but I’m tired (Tired)
Play around with this shit and get fried (Fried)
Pop it once to the head and revive (‘Vive)
Sippin’ octane, nigga, to drive (Drive)
At the mountain, I’m finna go live (Live)
Got the studio filled with percussion (‘Cussion)
Got my wifey, I’m ready to crush (Crush)
Got my wifey, I’m ready to crush

[Chorus]
Drop the octane in the styrofoam (Uh)
Keep the 9 Beretta, it’s a two-tone (Uh)
No talkin’ G6, she wanna eat shit (Uh)
She drivin’ V6, I’m out in Venus (Uh)
Baby’s sexy, she wanna (Hoo, okay)
Out in Tijuana, I’ma (Tell the truth)
Why would I mind? I hit instead
Ride down the block in the Koenigsegg (Woo)
Two hundred thousand, it’s on my head
I’ll still get money when I’m gone and dead

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