Artist: Ab-Soul f/ ScHoolboy Q
Album:  Control System
Song:   SOPA
Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
"Soulo taught me..."
See yeah my nigga, see
See yeah, this is where that
See this where that, this where sci-fi met swag my nigga
like, like, like the Holy Bible in a Gucci bag my nigga, swag...

[Ab-Soul] + (ScHoolboy Q)
Oh, you the kid? I'm Joseph Kony
Chip off the block, it's puffy socks in my Sauconys
I touch stock, she suck cock
She dancing Secret Sundays and I'm bout to pray/prey
I'm smoking dope, I'm smoking dope
She got that magical vaginal, let me hocus poke
Row, row, row my boat gently down your stream
She into Alexander McQueen, but she ain't met the 'king'
So-Soulo, Soulo, Soulo, Soulo, kiss the fucking ring hoe
T.D.E., we got the belt, (hold it down if nothing else)
And this is my new single, cut the cheese, it's bout to melt
Lean in my cup, pinky up like Dr. Evil
Currently we seeing 'deeds' like Adam Sandler
ScHoolboy Q, O.G. and dirty pineapple Fanta
And I ain't never been a motherfucking lick
'less I'm right around the clit, druggys wit' hoes, Os and fo's

[Chorus 2X]
I'm smoking dope, yo' could smell it on my clothes
SOPA tryna censor internet, we tryna get this dough
Said, said look back at me when you hit the pole, pole
Swag so mean on them fucking hoes

[ScHoolboy Q]
Oh, that's your bitch? Well bruh she on me
I made her lick my sack, then work the top, then fuck the homies
Got the block hot, cause I sold it off
No I'm not Weezy, bitch I'm weezy from that chronic cough
Yeah, I'm smoking dope, you can smell it in my beard
Have no fear, saviour of the gangster rap is fucking here
Word around town, SOPA tryna shut it down
How that sound? I'm from the underground, they gon' make me slang a pound
Figg Row, Figg Row, Figg Row, Figg Row, bitch what you know about Figg Row, Figg Row?
This is original gangster, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Smoke it, shoot it, sniff it, smell it, inhale it, sip it, whatever
Just mix dope wit' your flavor, uh, uh, uh, yeah
In interviews they always asking me about a list
Knowing damn well I'm looking like I'm slanging bricks
Ever see an ex-student get a half a ticket?
Think I'm lying? Just ask Jimmy, that check was mine soon as we signed

[Chorus 2X]

[ScHoolboy Q] + (Ab-Soul)
Soulo hoe! (Groovy Q)
I'm high as fuck (look at me too)
Won't be pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch
Fendi on, I might throw a 'fit'
(Deadline, hoodie on like Trayvon, heard it through the grapevine)
(We got) extra pills! (lean and shrooms)
Life for me is just weed and brews
(Don't stop!) Get it, get it (Don't stop!) Get it, get it
(Don't stop!) Get it, get it, get it, get it
(Don't stop!) Get it, get it (Don't stop!) Get it, get it
(Don't stop!) Get it, get it, get it, get it