Hop Out (Explicit)

Hop Out (Explicit) - Ghetts

Composed by：Jaakan Pusey/Justin Clarke Samuel/Rio Romaine Willis

Switch up the vehicle

Change the plates and scrape off the serial

Limousine tint man can't see me at all

Old school car thief

I could start cars when I had no key at all

How did I start that car

Now it's a miracle

If you wanted a ringer back then you'd give Carlton

CJ or me a call

Where'd you get that car from

CJ Carlton Reggie or Marlon

Hot one riding shotgun

Can't keep the bra on now I got a hard on

Golf GTI mark 1

That's how long I've had cars from

MR 2 and MX 5 R E A L better recognize

Hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Drop the top when it's hot out

Just hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Drop the top when it's hot out

Just hop in and

Before man built up to grand theft

I was out here with the Stilsons and flat head

Slap on the wrist when man got nicked

We were still classed as children back then

Stratford Plaistow and Ilford back then

We used to lick that ford showroom like every other week

That's wheels from Dagenham

Cars are hills man jilled and jacked them

I I had whips all right through the winter

Summer 2000 I graduated from the typhoon to ninja

Then it was houses bamboo sticks

I climb through the window

Man move swift at night I can't linger

Man see the blue lights and do sprinter

Young boys getting paper

Now everyone wants a cut but they didn't lift one finger

Hop in and hop out

Look at the motherf**king wheels

Hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Goddamn

Drop the top when it's hot out

Just hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Hop in and hop out

Drop the top when it's hot out

Just hop in and

From when I was a teenager

Who can say that I ain't seen paper

Year nine bare crime

Black box cars like that's not hard

Next day straight to the manor park key maker

I'm getting nine for the MX 5

And I got another

I spit get played in cars that I lick

Dead him on sight

All black double R get him on bike

R 6 two riders

Yeah I roll deep in the ringer

F**k it

Got no keys for the bimmer

F**k

N***as ain't done no drive by shootings

Watch when I buy my new ting

Nothin' but

I remember when the bro Preston

Used to come link me in the leather jacket

Black one

The flathead in the pocket

Said he was feeling like Nicholas Cage in

'Gone in sixty seconds'

The next day I had school in the morning

Pulling up next to the teachers in converts and what not

Oh I was feeling myself yeah