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sync (NSYNC) I might pop
Pussy locked, alright stop
Oh my God, what a thot
What a thot yea

Oh them titties what a pair
George is in the air
She got

I'll pick the locks with my BSB watch
And give you the skinny so this obesity stops
And drop the FatOne I'm NSYNC with the dosh
Heard you say B'gosh

I got some plans
I got some plans

I got some plans for you and I
Nsync  with the bands no suit and tie
Don't leave me lonely 
I want you to want me

yours
Told her if I needed love I'm a seek the Lord
And girls just want to have fun, baby pop the cork
Pulled a couple hundreds out on 'em, now I'm seeing

I got nigga, he a hot nigga Smurda gang, help pop a nigga. He a king, And I'm a queen But we was both slinging them rocks Nigga. Look me in my eyes,

skrt skrt
Get your money killa
Skrt skrt skrt
Get your money killa
Time flying
They downplaying my despair
See the gray in mama's hair
Pops cannot get up

a sec, I'm getting a call
Seems they told me I should it pop it off
Okay, I'ma pop off, pop off
I'ma really fucking do it all, starting small, ain't gon'

Dip It Low

Fabolous

It's About Time

2004

Pop, pop, pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say, "oh"
Dip it low, pick it up slow
Roll it all around, poke it out, let your back go

Pop The Question
Written By: David Alari 

Lately I’ve been thinking about us
We’ve been together for so long
You got me thinking maybe we should

grade I had a standing ovation
I can pop out by myself, or with the bros like the Temptations
(Like the Temptations)
Got in by myself nobody gave me

an vendetta 
Then wanna stay boo’d up like Ella   

Now i’ma pop this ass 
And i’ma chase a bag 
I’ma pop this ass
And i’ma chase a bag
I’ma pop this ass

I wish life was a breeze
Chilling at the park like when I was 13
Hanging by the swings
I want to go back, girl

I wish life was a breeze
Chilling

of the prominence
Hol on girl nah nah nah nah
She wanna be more NSYNC but she barely gettin by by by by ay
Straight up out the slum but I'm conscious
Takin number 1

cnd we're motivated by something they could never hope to understand
Jedi Master is the man
Say What?
It's like a TV show, here we go
Kicking around

(OK, OK)
I'm a keep on shooting at them even if I'm off (Pop pop pop pop pop pop)
Niggas talk about that beef and I'm a cannibal (Yeah, cannibal)
Cause

Pop Out Lyrics 


Hook
Might just pop out with my wrist
Might just pop out with your bitch
By what she want and shit 
Trap Nigga I’m rich
Diamonds

world by surprise
You may be small but you're on top
You make the whole world stop
So just so you know I'm forever your Holliepop

Pop pop
Pop pop
Pop pop

First I get some money, then I pop a tag
First I get some money, then I pop them tags
If I can't sleep, Imma pop a xan
Then I get some money, Imma

bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (pop)
You never seen a brick, I pray to God my team get rich (pray to God)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral
Dirty

determined her body burnin' like some Cajun hot sauce
And she lookin' better than some famous pop star
The way that ass shaking way more entertaining by far

(Al Geno on the track)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pop a X, boot up (yeah)
War time, suit up (yeah)

Yeah 
Pop a X, boot up (pop a X,

Pop
Pop
Pop goes the weasel
What happened to that boy only we know
Stop drop roll when the heat blows
The cemetery full of brave niggas and heroes

The road to glory tends to take a lot away
Carpe Diem, seize the day, I'm seizing everything
Getting it by any means, you'll have to bury me
Before I

perched on few buildings
I won't let em JFK me
Trey pound boom like KD
Shots make you dance like JT
Everything in sync (NSYNC)
Clap to the  before the body