Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Weezy baby, y'all (yeah)
Don't get shot
Rapid fire, what you know about it?
I brought my homie along for the ride
He strapped,
the VIP (VIP), yeah, we get crunk (yeah, crunk)
N- poppin' bottles and these b- gettin' drunk (drunk)
Rollin' up the kush (kush), put it in the air (air)
My niggas know we on
Don't gotta do the social media and showing off
Ever since I was a Lil jit bitch I could get it gone
And I don't know about
again, the diamonds dance
Come here, give me a lil' chance
Hold it and I'll hold by the hand, clans
Everything you wanna
Everything you want you can have
got ask for nothin'
Let's get it poppin' (get it poppin')
Let's get it poppin' (get it poppin')
And she got dat alkaline water, so I'm bouta scuba dive
[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones,
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down
Hey Lil Jon,
U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit
Towers)
Look like Austin Powers (huh)
Get your bitch plowing
Diamonds with the shower (Oh, okay)
Keep a lot of chicken I'm Popeyes'd up
Doubling it
Yo yo yo gee, guess what happened
To the burned up hand that was clappin'
Too good to be true
Getting all the guys turn to get in doo-doo
Took it
the motherfucking bank
If the mask fits, put the money in the bag
Empty pockets were never an option
But you gotta get it one way or another
Use power to take it by
real
That's my lil' nigga, I taught him to get it how he live, nigga
Look, look
That time I forgot the bills
Ain't been home in two weeks
a condom
Cause that lil nigga right there my blessin'
Three days after I lost my grandpa
Some told me to go take that test
And it came back mine
That boy
her girlfriend
I just wanna get them both up out of here
Fast as I can on them dubs to the crib
Start off with my game and pop a lil bub
And have
dollars jus to leave me lone,
Tell the waitress bring mo bottles up cus she can keep the chaser,
Lil mama switchin' by my section she want me to chase
Poppin' shit, lovin' how you look in all that Dior
Millions blood, what she want, I get it for
Diamonds hittin', they on galore, took off, hit this bitch,
the boy was slippin but I wasn't
I connect like the movies get
It cheaper by the dozen
Gotta freak with some cousins
They be always on call
Like the wnba
Fuck nigga place then he catch em' a shell
See I'm really poppin' for real
I up it and pop it for real
Make me get outta pocket in here
He the plug ain't
' bruh
But you'll be alright lil' bruh
At times I know life can seem miserable
But lil' bruh you got a lot of more living to do
You gotta go get it
a pill
Only in Atlanta yea this is where it is
If you into rubber throw a hundred dollar bill
Yea shawty fine lil shawty bout that paper
So I'm poppin
came to blow a couple bands
Hoes know I'm the man
Lil' baby on a Xan
Rollin' up a strain
'Bout to get high enough to make my ears pop
It's too
(Come on)
(Hurry, hurry)
(Get tickets while you can, for the one night only, one and only)
(Mary Poppins, what an honor it is to have you join us this
and bitter but still a Baby Ruth
Could make a scene pop by making that booty move
You know the lil ones matter, real n****s know it too
Sweet with
rappin', yeah yeah
I make lots of money, yeah yeah
And I throw it, throw it, yeah yeah
Ayy lil bitch you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like
Hear dem niggas after me tell
Em get they aim up
Tryna chase a dollar still winnin
Still brimmin
Its a hatworld still brimmin lil nigga
This rap shit i
I'll get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby
Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we
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