paroles de chanson Poppin It - Crybaby Cash
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it,
popping
it,
popping
it,
popping
it,
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it,
yeah
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it,
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it,
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it,
yeah
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it,
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it
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it
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it,
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it,
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it,
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it,
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it
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it,
popping
it,
popping
it,
cmon
Who
got
a
bag?
Popping
it
Toes
in
the
sand,
popping
it
Pop
at
your
mans,
popping
it
Hop
in
the
Lamb,
popping
it
Copped
a
zip
not
a
gram,
popping
it,
woah
She
feeling
the
Xans,
popping
it
Turn
on
the
fan,
probably
Got
me
some
land,
properties
Show
me
the
bag,
copping
it,
woah
Pick
up
her
ass
then
dropping
it,
yeah
Big
boned
baby
on
speed
dial
She
got
the
head
sloppiest
Somebody
please
tell
me
who
mans
is
this
Nigga
wilding,
twin
'bout
popping
him
Vacuum
bag
filled
up
with
cannabis
Getting
hard
trying
to
portray
polished
I
was
just
running
all
through
them
campuses
Dropping
dick
in
them
hoes
in
college
KelTec
always
gone
mind
it's
business
Cause
the
bitch
came
with
a
silence
Twin
I'm
too
straight
off
them
petty
hoes
Bitch
I
don't
wanna
be
bothered
Keepin'
it
private
so
bae
keep
it
private
Bitch,
I
been
training
my
daughter
to
potty,
cmon
Open
your
eyes,
you
can
see
it,
uh,
uh,
uh
Iron
right
under
the
seat,
uh,
uh,
yeah
Thot
want
to
try
to
play
good,
want
hide
her
past,
hm
Party
at
the
house,
told
that
hoe
me
in
the
bathroom,
bad
news
Fuck
that,
I'm
way
too
in
it
deep
Can't
put
faces
to
names,
dog
Worried
about
hoes
from
high
school
Promise
none
of
that
never
changed,
dog
Her
ass
can't
fit
in
them
bucket
seats
Put
the
rest
in
my
hand,
bae
Said
she
missed
her
cycle
I
said,
ha,
ha,
ha,
stop
playing,
bae
Turn
up,
I'm
finna
go
straight
to
the
moon
That's
why
I
put
on
these
Moncler,
Palm
Angels
boots
I'm
bout
to
go
visit
the
motherland
Cause
of
these
crackers,
I
don't
even
much
know
my
roots
Walk
in
the
club
with
my
gun
on
me
Stepping
with
this
.380
up
in
my
shoe
I
already
know
shawty
green
as
fuck
Cause
when
I
text
her,
her
bubble
ain't
pop
up
blue
Ooh,
yeah,
come
on
Popping
it,
popping
it,
popping
it,
popping
it
Popping
it,
popping
it,
popping
it
Popping
it,
popping
it,
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it,
popping
it
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it,
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it,
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it,
popping
it,
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it,
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it,
popping
it,
popping
it
Popping
it,
popping
it,
popping
it,
popping
it
Popping
it,
popping
it,
popping
it,
cmon
Who
got
a
bag?
Popping
it
Toes
in
the
sand,
popping
it
Pop
at
your
mans,
popping
it
Hop
in
the
Lamb,
popping
it
Copped
a
zip
not
a
gram,
popping
it,
woah
She
feeling
the
Xans,
popping
it
Turn
on
the
fan,
probably
Got
me
some
land,
properties
Show
me
the
bag,
copping
it,
woah
Pick
up
her
ass
then
dropping
it,
yeah
Big
boned
baby
on
speed
dial
She
got
the
head
sloppiest
Somebody
please
tell
me
who
mans
is
this
Nigga
wilding,
twin
'bout
popping
him
Vacuum
bag
filled
up
with
cannabis
Getting
hard
trying
to
portray
polished
1 Prepared For It
2 Focus
3 Lost In the Frenz
4 Poppin It
5 Dtmd
6 Up There
7 Taylor Port
8 Seduce Me
9 been2HeLL
10 Nights in Talledega
11 His Mama a Freak
12 Shot After Shot
13 COCOMELON (feat. Lawson Vladimir)
14 Phase Me
15 Footprints in the Sand
16 Capiche
17 preSSure
18 2Hard 2Impress
19 Comprehend
20 Same Clothes (feat. Nykobandz & Pablo Mitch)
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