Текст песни Pop It

(Young Money) Bust it on the Beat hoe
Walk up in this bitch wit a Hunnit Grand
2 Rolleys on my arm another hunnit grand
Bitch let the money burn nigga no tan
got a young bitch fucking doing what she can
Pop pulla, King Kong Killa, T Raw da real deal thrilla and manilla
Make a bitch pop pop pills til it's dinner
She a fuckin nympho that's why i fuck with her
Whistle while you twerk pussy singers
All up in the club throwing up middle fingers
if you dry snitch turn a bitch to a hinger
lay yo shit out now you planking you planking i'm sayin

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Uh 1 2 And the bitch came
Brake a bitch hard pouring out the champagne
why you over there chillin with the little lames
you ain't know, you ain't that my shit bang
Pop it bitch , pop pop pop pop it bitch
pop pop pop pop it bitch ,
pop pop pop pop it bitch
12 and the bitch came
pop it bitch
pop pop pop pop it bitch
pop pop pop pop it bitch
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pop pop pop pop it bitch
All these hoes know my damn name

You don't give that's a damn shame
I don't find the shit funny like so plain
put ice on my wrist like the shit sprain
i'm just riding round gettin two chain
last king , YMCM gang
erything dope bitch what the Novocaine
bitches say i'm the bomb
ho mane
blow the pussy up tear it to the sex game
role 8 make them bitches bend they back
for they ask she go spazz
make her seem like she act
stupid , take a cab oh you broke oh yo bad
i don't cuff hoes they just follow my command

(Chorus)

Lift that ass up (up)
bring that ass down (down)
bring that ass up (up)
shake that ass to the ground

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