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Pop That

5:03Hip hop, rap, southern hip hop Album Best Of The 10s: Hip Hop 2020-04-24

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Description

Producer: J. Oliver

Composer Lyricist: Karim Kharbouch

Composer Lyricist: JEFFERY OLIVER ROBINSON

Lyrics and translation

Original

Drop that pussy, bitch. What you twerkin' with?

I'm some young papi champagne. They know the face and they know the name.

Drop that pussy, bitch. What you twerkin' with?

Work, work, work, work, bounce. Work, work, work. What you twerkin' with?

Work, work, work, work, bounce.

Work, work, work. What you twerkin' with? What you twerkin' with? What you twerkin' with?

What you twerkin' with?

What you twerkin' with?

Work, work, work, work, work. What you twerk with?

Go and bust it open, show me what you twerk with. Ass so thick, need to lap dance.

I'm in that white Ghost chasing Pac-Man.

Hundred out the lot, I be winning, that's a wock. Hundred large, bring a mop. Car scented like Bobos.

Got a brain stroke in my pocket, pocket. Thirty chains on my collar, collar.

Two drops, no mileage, mileage. Top off like Wallace. And I'm the hell's most, bitch, know that, know that.

Building rich before rap, before rap. You new deal, I throw that, throw that. Three

V's, I'm on that. We pop a molly.

She bust it up. She see the Gotti.

That pussy spoke.

What you twerkin' with?

Shout out to The Inferno. Strawberry. Luke, what it do? Let's go.

-What you twerkin' with? -I love my big booty bitches, my life a

Godfather picture. Local club in my city, I fell in love with a stripper.

Bitches know I'm that nigga, talking photo Bugatti.

I'm the life of the party, let's get these hoes on the molly. You know I came to stunt, so drop that pussy, bitch.

I got what you want, drop that pussy, bitch. Film it, film it.

This bitch want me to film it.

Ballin', ballin' like I play for New England. Spend it, spend it. Spend a stack every minute.

That's fifty, one hundred. I see no fucking limits. Shout out to Uncle Luke.

Shout out my bitches too. We the 2 Live Crew. Two for me, two for you.

Feed them bitches carrots. Fuck 'em like a rabbit. Sorry, that's a habit.

Smoke a -spliff and then I vanish. -What you twerkin' with?

Don't stop.

What you twerkin' with?

Being single, seeing double, make it triple. I hope you pussy niggas hating never make a nickel.

It's good to make it better when your people make it with you.

Money come and money go, it ain't like you can take it with you. It's about to be a hit right now.

Talk back then we the shit right now.

Drop Take Care, bought a motherfucking crib, and I'm picking up the keys to the bitch right now. OVO, that's major shit.

Toronto with me, that's mayor shit. Getting cheddar packs like KD. OKC, that's player shit.

We don't dress alike, we don't rap alike. I shine different, I rhyme different.

Only thing you got is some years on me, man, fuck you and your time difference. I'm young papi champagne.

They know the face and they know the name.

Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains if you'd only change.

Grey Stone, twenty bottles, that's all me. On the couch wildin' out.

Yeah, I free my niggas 'til they all free.

One of my closest dogs got three kids and they all three. But we always been that type of crew that been good without a plan B, so.

What you twerkin' with?

Bitch, stop talking that shit. And suck a nigga dick for some Truck fit.

Okay, I fuck a bitch and I'm gone. That's gangsta Al Capone.

I make that pussy spit like bone. I'm talking 'bout bone, bone, bone, bone. I'm fucking with French, excuse my

French. I lose my mind 'fore I lose my bitch.

Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing. Bitch, I ball like two eyelids. YMCM, beat that pussy up. Stop playing.

I make her ass scream and holler like rock bands. I'm a beast, I'm off the leash.

I am rich like a bitch. On my proactive shit. Pop that pussy like a zit.

I go by the name Lil Tunechi. Your girl is a groupie.

And nigga, you's a square and I will twist you like an Rubik's. Motherfucker, I'm on my skateboard.

Watch me do a trick, hoe. I'm 5'5" but I can 69 then beat that pussy like Klitschko. It's

French Montana, fuck Joe. It's Weezy F, fuck hoes.

It's Truck World, it's Truck your girl. It's Truck fit by the truckload. Yeah.

What you twerkin' -with? -I forgot.

What you twerkin' with?

English translation

Drop that pussy, bitch. What you twerkin' with?

I'm some young papi champagne. They know the face and they know the name.

Drop that pussy, bitch. What you twerkin' with?

Work, work, work, work, bounce. Work, work, work. What you twerkin' with?

Work, work, work, work, bounce.

Work, work, work. What you twerkin' with? What you twerkin' with? What you twerkin' with?

What you twerkin' with?

What you twerkin' with?

Work, work, work, work, work. What you twerk with?

Go and bust it open, show me what you twerk with. Ass so thick, need to lap dance.

I'm in that white Ghost chasing Pac-Man.

Hundred out the lot, I be winning, that's a wock. Hundred large, bring a mop. Car scented like Bobos.

Got a brain stroke in my pocket, pocket. Thirty chains on my collar, collar.

Two drops, no mileage, mileage. Top off like Wallace. And I'm the hell's most, bitch, know that, know that.

Building rich before rap, before rap. You new deal, I throw that, throw that. Three

V's, I'm on that. We pop a molly.

She bust it up. She see the Gotti.

That pussy spoke.

What you twerkin' with?

Shout out to The Inferno. Strawberry. Luke, what it do? Let's go.

-What you twerkin' with? -I love my big booty bitches, my life a

Godfather picture. Local club in my city, I fell in love with a stripper.

Bitches know I'm that nigga, talking photo Bugatti.

I'm the life of the party, let's get these hoes on the molly. You know I came to stunt, so drop that pussy, bitch.

I got what you want, drop that pussy, bitch. Film it, film it.

This bitch want me to film it.

Ballin', ballin' like I play for New England. Spend it, spend it. Spend a stack every minute.

That's fifty, one hundred. I see no fucking limits. Shout out to Uncle Luke.

Shout out my bitches too. We the 2 Live Crew. Two for me, two for you.

Feed them bitches carrots. Fuck 'em like a rabbit. Sorry, that's a habit.

Smoke a -spliff and then I vanish. -What you twerkin' with?

Don't stop.

What you twerkin' with?

Being single, seeing double, make it triple. I hope you pussy niggas hating never make a nickel.

It's good to make it better when your people make it with you.

Money come and money go, it ain't like you can take it with you. It's about to be a hit right now.

Talk back then we the shit right now.

Drop Take Care, bought a motherfucking crib, and I'm picking up the keys to the bitch right now. OVO, that's major shit.

Toronto with me, that's mayor shit. Getting cheddar packs like KD. OKC, that's player shit.

We don't dress alike, we don't rap alike. I shine different, I rhyme different.

Only thing you got is some years on me, man, fuck you and your time difference. I'm young papi champagne.

They know the face and they know the name.

Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains if you'd only change.

Grey Stone, twenty bottles, that's all me. On the couch wildin' out.

Yeah, I free my niggas 'til they all free.

One of my closest dogs got three kids and they all three. But we always been that type of crew that been good without a plan B, so.

What you twerkin' with?

Bitch, stop talking that shit. And suck a nigga dick for some Truck fit.

Okay, I fuck a bitch and I'm gone. That's gangsta Al Capone.

I make that pussy spit like bone. I'm talking 'bout bone, bone, bone, bone. I'm fucking with French, excuse my

French. I lose my mind 'fore I lose my bitch.

Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing. Bitch, I ball like two eyelids. YMCM, beat that pussy up. Stop playing.

I make her ass scream and holler like rock bands. I'm a beast, I'm off the leash.

I am rich like a bitch. On my proactive shit. Pop that pussy like a zit.

I go by the name Lil Tunechi. Your girl is a groupie.

And nigga, you's a square and I will twist you like an Rubik's. Motherfucker, I'm on my skateboard.

Watch me do a trick, hoe. I'm 5'5" but I can 69 then beat that pussy like Klitschko. It's

French Montana, fuck Joe. It's Weezy F, fuck hoes.

It's Truck World, it's Truck your girl. It's Truck fit by the truckload. Yeah.

What you twerkin' -with? -I forgot.

What you twerkin' with?

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