Текст песни P.P.B - Jay Waves

She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)

She ain't really worried about school
Cause she live in the club
Trash bag full of 1's
They call her cinnamon love
Daddy used beat on her
He ain't give her no hugs
Just to ease all the pain
Started sniffing the drugs
Bought her first Louie purse
With the limited clutch
Drive a Red 350
With the cinnamon guts
All the niggas tryna hit
Cause she thicker the mud
But she only fuck ballers
6 figures and up
She don't even sip Ciroc, only Cliquot
Keep her eye on nigga
Like a peep hole
Elbows touch her knees
She a freak hoe and her motto
Get money fuck cheap hoes
Face down in the white
Like a ski slope
She looking for a Michael Jackson
Not no Tito
Plus she know she got that bomb
Like it's C4
Living fast and die young
Is what she be On

(Like I don't even know
how you could sit up here try and judge me
When My house paid off
Passport stamped the fuck up
My Kids in private school, learning 3 different languages and shit
But these broke hoes always
Wanna hate on a bitch
Like I know why they're mad
Cause my bags is Celine
And I'm driving the newest shit)

She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)

Fresh out of Grad school 60,000 in debt
Waffle House bussin table
Cashin minimal checks
Saw her best friend flex with the vintage Rolex
Small face, presidential, Cartier on her neck
Started scheming
Thinking how to get her ends up
Deep down in her heart
She want a Benz truck
Plus she broke
And she tired of the WIC stuff
Her home girl told her come up
To the strip club
1st night made a rack fuck the Waffle House
But her Mama don't condone
Brought the drama out
But she don't really give fuck
She got commas now
Copped the AMG
She don't drive the Honda now
Moèt with the molly got her lit
40 Feet in the air do the splits
Some nigga offered her line
She did a hit
She OD when she got back to the crib
Aw shit

She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)