Lyrics Opp Diddy Bop - Dezzie, Headie One

Opp Diddy Bop

Yo Itchy, is that how you’re goin' on yeah?
You know, you know
Uh, uh
Yo
Shing shos in my jacket
Don’t let me back it
Splash top, leave it dramatic
Ding-dong 4 door automatic
Live-O corn hop out no rabbit
Officer buying smoke is a habit
Grab it, do it in style don’t brag it
Junbug too bumba heratic
Real bad boy OFB top bandit
Ttrap like 007
Bro too loose he tried whoosh off his melon
I love how she sucks on my bellend
Best slop top feels like I’m in heaven
Ay babe I’m a hazard like Eden
Why’d you think I got kicked out year 11
School days had a flicky in lesson
Uh I could’ve got done for possessions
Yo, every little helps like Tesco
So me to I still roll with my chingr, spinner
125 or a dinger filled with J lik Springer
My south ting come way too inner
She wanna know if gang done down got down a Sinner
Cool kid, bad man i’m a winner
I heard shawty wanna have me for dinner
Yo, opp block diddy bop
Dance with smoke no we don’t milly rock
Thing in the pot due to make it all lock
T love trap he don’t run out of stock
My bae bae thinks I’ve lost the plot
Cah I’m in uh uh tryna get a boy shot
No we can’t go gauchos
Sorry for getting my face too hot
Opp block diddy bop
Dance with smoke no we don’t milly rock
Thing in the pot due to make it all lock
T love trap he don’t run out of stock
My bae bae thinks I’ve lost the plot
Cah I’m in uh uh tryna get a boy shot
No we can’t go gauchos
Sorry for getting my face too hot
Opp block diddy, gyal want willy
Shawty got a bussdown kitty
Drillers, trappers and rappers you dig me?
Opps thought they were in there pampers
I was up south with tiddy ask tiddy
All of them opp boys actors
Run man down in my bruk down canvas
DK would’ve done it with the fist
Would’ve done it with the flicks
Would’ve done it with the cutlas
He would’ve done it with a 442, thats tactics
Everyone killing in tunes
Had really have to twin that rambizz
And hope that they both go through
Come like a free ball from Carrick
Bro didn’t rise that hand-ting
Left man’s huncho battered
Heard that they on some gang ting
'Till they buck their assassins
Ding dong patterned gang scores points
Then spit that atlas
Still spin that pyrex bowl
It’s not just gel when fish gets splattered
Opp block diddy bop
Dance with smoke no we don’t milly rock
Thing in the pot due to make it all lock
T love trap he don’t run out of stock
My bae bae thinks I’ve lost the plot
Cah I’m in uh uh tryna get a boy shot
No we can’t go gauchos
Sorry for getting my face too hot
Opp block diddy bop
Dance with smoke no we don’t milly rock
Thing in the pot due to make it all lock
T love trap he don’t run out of stock
My bae bae thinks I’ve lost the plot
Cah I’m in uh uh tryna get a boy shot
No we can’t go gauchos
Sorry for getting my face too hot