Lyrics

Southwest Bop - Lyrics

Chef Mixed the Beat So You Know
This That Hot Shit
Rolling With Monroe so you know
this that blond shit
Gone let emm know south west with
Dat bop shit
Southwest southwest southwest bop shit



You flipping pounds
I’m flipping keys
You talking pennies
I’m talking packs

Hoes can’t see me
On what I’ve seen

Put that on fam put that on facts

Bitch nigga wanna shoot his shot
I’m in the Beamer in the hood
so all my crimes are white on black
Wanna see about these bands
Know me mans is on the dash
You ain’t no about these hand
Ask about me call me smack
Bitch dont know about my plans
But her mans been running bags
I got that gawp i got my Glock ‘
So dont be stupid im on blond shit

Chef Mixed the Beat So You Know
This That Hot Shit
Rolling With Monroe so you know
this that blond shit
Gone let emm know south west with
Dat bop shit
Southwest southwest southwest bop shit

If im putting 25 in im getting 75 out
O
Winner always run they mother fucking routes
&
These loser always running they mother fucking mouths
And you know we been the truth
so you never could doubt
This will bring the hood out
Southwest wit that bop shit
Running up the lot shit
Pimping on the block shit

Tripping of the mosh pit
Shawty steady boppin
Party be popping
South west bob shit

Chef Mixed the Beat So You Know
This That Hot Shit
Rolling With Monroe so you know
this that blond shit
Gone let emm know south west with
Dat bop shit
Southwest southwest southwest bop shit