paroles de chanson Pop It (feat. Donovan McCray, Juice Uchiha & DJ 313) - Jaywin

313 right here on the check in man
What up though?

I don't care if you making more money this year
Then you made last year

We gon' pop some s&%#

My n&%@! JayWin right here on the track
Let's get it in one time man

Talk to me
What we saying let's do it

When I'm outta' town
I hit them thugs for the check in (uh)

Too much money round us
Big dogs ain't no pup s&#% (ha)

If I hear a peep about my name
Then we steppin' (ha)

Hope they stand on business
Cause my fee is like a henchman (Ha)

When we see a opp
Yeah them temperatures get checked in

If you rolling with us
You can't roll with out a weapon (ha)

She gon tease me
Acting like a good girl
What a blessing (Ha)

You know I'm going through it
My trust levels on peasant (Fax)

I'm just tryna cuddle
After I just broke your back in (Ha)

A regular b%#@ just hit me
She gon' need them backends (Yeah)

New crib with my bitch
Different type of flexin' (Uh)

Accomplishing what most n%#@#
Got up on they checklist (Yeah)

Just a different breed
Can't copy or dissect it

My favorite lady natural
Don't need no make up on s#@% (Nah)

I just show her google maps
And say baby what flight next (Yeah)

Get a duffle for them bands
We gon' spend a nice check (Ha)

Baby this s&%# foreign
This 200 on the dash

I don't really do new friends
I like b%#@$ who get cash

See you poppin'
Your lil' s&#%

Touchin' bands
With ya lil' clique

I need you to pop it for me
Girl these bands could pay your rent

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

I'm tryna' pop a rubber band
Lemme see sum thin'

Ain't no back then she ain't want me
Was f&$%# h@% before the bag
N&#$%! (Okay!)

It's some h%#@ you b@#$!& watch on TV
I done had
N&#$%! (on God)

Way before I could afford designer
I had swag
N&#$%! (Uh huh)

So every time I'm out
I pop my s#@% I'm on they a%#
N&#$%! (B#$@%)

I got model h%@#
That call me gang
They see me out in public (Yup)

Get too drunk at Peace and Saint
Then text my phone like
When we f@$%#? (Okay)

It's just me and Jay
You can't hit the club
You gotta' love it

But if a n%#@$ tweakin'
I shoot like KD in the function
N&#$%!

I like when she bend it over
Grab her ankles
Let me touch it (Right now)

She like when I throw them rackades
Tip a b&%#$ with no discussion (Okay)

Tuggin' on my waist
She tryna' f$#@

I'm like baby why you rushing?

She just wanna taste
She answer back

Like tell me
When you coming? (Okay Okay)

Baby this s&%# foreign
This 200 on the dash

I don't really do new friends
I like b%#@$ who get cash

See you poppin'
Your lil' s&#%

Touchin' bands
With ya lil' clique

I need you to pop it for me
Girl these bands could pay your rent

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

Pop it
Pop it

I'm tryna' pop a rubber band
Lemme see sum thin'