Joe Budden - Pop Off Lyrics

Lyrics Pop Off - Joe Budden



AJ, Jersey City, ah
About the city y'alls
No one to put on top y'alls
Just blaze
Breakin' one down, breakin' one down
Break, let me see you shake to that bassline
Who just came?
Jump up easy and my dude just blaze
Drop the beat like hey
I've been waiting patient, you're achin', achin' heart it can't fade 'em
Son I got the block on smash
Both got ammo, and Glocks don't clash
You can't handle, you don't pop your stash
You can't come for it, that's not your asset
You just part of a scam to butt
Rap handle is back, cameras gon' clap like, mm-rap, mm-rap
Y'all kitsch and no mat, dealing's truth enough
To carry the weight, but you could hold that
It's an old fact, get out my drip or owe Mac past the backline
Hit it, go back
(Pop off)
We gon' keep this thing jumpin'
(Pop off)
We gon' keep the thing jumpin'
(Pop off)
Whenever we pullin' the stash up
I'ma br-br-break that ass up
(Pop off)
I smack fire and I make it better
(Pop off)
I smack fire and I make it
Kick that nigga, get that fool
Kick that nigga, get that fool
Move it one time, move it one time
Come on make that ass shake, move it one time
Break, we can shake, move it all in one time
I'm only tryna call up one time
Know the cops used to laugh when Short get knock-knock
Blast a .4, anybody?
I'm gettin' robbed, watchin' back and forth
Baby don't be stingy, you're passing off
Dudes don't let your ratchet off he won't do nothing bad
He's gon' bag himself
Still I like how you do that by me
Stealin' up all, you not wifey
I'm just tryna fool you to like me
Like, oh snap, that's cool, you a Pisces
I'm in the club, jewels on, full icy
A fool wanna try me, I oozin' Versace
(Pop off)
We gon' keep this thing jumpin'
(Pop off)
We gon' keep the thing jumpin'
(Pop off)
Whenever we pullin' the stash up
I'ma br-br-break that ass up
(Pop off)
I smack fire and I make it better
(Pop off)
I smack fire and I make it
Kick that nigga, get that fool
Kick that nigga, get that fool
Breakin' one now, breakin' one now
Let you nick mine, go and break it one time
Baby gotta know that she wakin' up mine
If she don't wanna come then she takin' up time
Mama, ma you doin' that tone
Ma your ass is doin' that room
How you gon' squeeze all up in them jeans?
How you gon' breeze right up to my team?
How you gon' be in that, didn't expect
We do not wanna be in that, how you gon' word that?
'Turb me, not tryna hurt, we stayin'
We not tryna hear what she's sayin', she's playin', let it
(Pop off)
If he tryna holler at your piece then
(Pop off)
Let a dude holler at a piece then
Come through, come drop, we jump off
And dude, when a rock start poppin' the punk gon' play
(Pop off)
We gon' keep this thing jumpin'
(Pop off)
We gon' keep the thing jumpin'
(Pop off)
Whenever we pullin' the stash up
I'ma br-br-break that ass up
(Pop off)
I smack fire and I make it better
(Pop off)
I smack fire and I make it
Kick that nigga, get that fool
Kick that nigga, get that fool



Writer(s): Justin Gregory Smith, Elbert Craver, Joseph Budden, Don Campbell


Joe Budden - The Album B4 the Album
Album The Album B4 the Album
date of release
12-06-2007




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