Lyrics Pop Off - Jim Jones feat. Mel Matrix & NOE
Give
me
a
minute
to
get
in
it,
give
me
a
minute
With
one
of
your
main
bitches,
mental
fitness
I
demonstrate
Right
in
front
of
your
eyes
Watch
your
bitch
elevate
from
a
five
to
a
nine
Confidence
booster
all
in
her
mind
And
I'm
checkin'
every
dollar
and
dime
(Come
with
me)
To
the
city
where
my
committee
chase
titties
and
ass
(Are
you
ready?
Come
with
me)
I'll
show
you
where
the
check
break
fast
and
we
bust
heads
fast
If
a
nigga
not
in
single
file
Run
up
on
him
single
style
Let
the
thing
break
him
down,
you
love
my
methods
Take
a
nigga
off
the
earth
if
he
on
my
shit
list
reckless
The
key
copper
have
to
eat
proper
Bitches
lookin'
for
guidance,
had
to
be
proper
Tone
Capone
is
the
beat
dropper
The
jump
off
is
jumpin'
off
proper
and
it's
about
to
get
hotter
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
I
still
rep
Walnut
street
in
deep
East
Oakland
The
100
block
where
you
can
your
whole
shit
broken
Like
Mystikal
'Still
Smokin"
The
life
[unverified]
and
rent
free
I
never
let
nothin'
live
on
my
mind
I
gotta
grind
(Grind)
Shine
and
fight
for
my
grandma
And
don't
do
nothin'
stupid
like
Hammer
'Til
I
go
bankrupt,
steady
drinkin'
'til
I
finish
my
cup
Then
bust
ya
head
before
I
shoot
up
the
gut
Fresh
outta
Folsom
and
proper
beef
injections
Chosen
selections
'cause
girl
I
ain't
fuckin'
without
protection
I'm
harder
than
erection
Teachers
so
you
study
your
lessons
And
advise
for
that
viewer
discretion
On
a
scale
to
1 to
10,
I
get
11
Give
a
toast
to
the
pussy
like
Devin
And
beat
it
up
off
Sprite
and
Seagram
7
I've
plottin'
on
a
way
to
get
rich
And
keep
bread
out
that
cock
And
all
the
folks
in
the
hood
aimin'
for
head
Shots
of
lead
poppin',
situation's
crucial
And
every
nigga
I'm
wit
is
feelin'
neutral
Fuck,
takin'
10
paces
and
drawin'
down
This
ain't
no
Western
movie
Roll
a
Swisher,
pass
it
to
Ric,
sat
the
window
wit
the
doobie
I'm
lookin'
at
booty,
onion
ass
on
the
strip
You
fine
but
baby
girl
where
your
whip,
it's
jumpin'
off
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
While
I'm
outtie
on
the
west,
I
got
the
best
weed
and
the
best
hoes
I'm
on
the
block
at
all
times,
dressed
in
the
best
clothes
My
focus
is
money
'cause
pussy
come
natural
I
only
fuck
with
those
that
can
show
me
some
collateral
I
deal
'em
all
off
top
I
ain't
a
child
molester
or
a
killer,
I
don't
need
y'all
props
Shit,
if
she
wit
me,
she
know
what
it
is
We
hotellin'
and
you
don't
deserve
to
go
to
the
crib
If
yo
patna
wanna
roll,
she
can
roll,
I
ain't
gotta
touch
I
like
to
smoke
and
watch
you
freaky
hoes
And
I
could
have
my
choice,
enie
meenie
miney
mo
Bust
a
nut,
get
the
fuck,
play
it
how
it
go
My
main
ho
called
and
told
me
she
made
some
money
I
said,
"Bitch
you
ain't
never
come
gave
it
to
me"
How
many
woman
now
done
wanna
get
gangsta
for
me
Gotta
be
willin'
to
get
down
on
your
hands
and
stomach
(Are
you
ready?)
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
'Til
it
pop
off
And
you
better
be
ready
for
the
jump
off
(Come
with
me)
1 Album Intro
2 Pulling Me Back
3 Let It Out
4 Frienemies
5 Precious
6 Blow the Bank
7 This Is for My Bitches
8 This Is the Life
9 My My My
10 Pop Off
11 Pop Champagne
12 Rain
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