Bankroll Freddie - Pop It (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Bankroll Freddie - Pop It (en) Lyrics
- Let the bandplay (yeah)
Young nigga turnt, I'ma
pop it (I'ma pop it)
Keep me a .30, nigga, this
ain't no roxy (baow)
Get your ass shot, I ain't doin'
no boxing (no boxing)
I cook this shit in they
face like hibachi
I know he hatin', I got the
bitch watchin' (haha)
She on my drip and
She like how I pop it
(oh, she like it)
He can't afford neither one
of these watches (nah)
She wanna fuck and she heard
that I'm toxic (big toxic)
I wanna fuck on lil' mama,
she thick (ooh)
Booty so big, ooh, look at
them hips (look at her)
Like how she shake it,
Might give her a tip
(Give a tip)
Go to the back,
I might give her this tip
(Ooh)
Straight to the room, got
her all on my zip
(Zip it up)
Beat that thang up
From the back, let me dip
(From the back)
Say she got water, well
I need a sip (ooh)
Pussy low mileage, take
me on a trip (yeah)
I know for a fact that she
feelin' me (ooh, ooh)
Catch us a vibe, yeah, she matchin'
my energy (yeah)
She a lil' hood, I think
She's from tennessee
(On god)
Booty so big, could of thought
she from texas (texas)
She got the peach, could of
thought she from georgia
That pussy so wet, well take
me to florida (ooh)
I kinda adored her,
so I dior'd her
Let's hit up lenox and blow us
a quarter, yeah (quarter)
Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh),
Pop it (ooh)
Pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh),
pop it (ooh)
Pop it (ooh), pop it
(Let the band play)
Ayy, young bitch lit, I'ma
shake some (shake some)
If he got money, you know
I'ma take some
Whoever I'm fuckin', these bitches
want next (what?)
You eatin' my leftovers, that's
not a flex (ugh)
Bitches ain't fuckin' with
me in this jewelry (ah)
I need a nigga that know
what to do with me
Guess I'm too hot so these
Bitches ain't cool with me
(hey)
Too fucking thick, he wish
it was two of me (ah)
Poppin', bad bitch, keep
me a option (yeah)
Wavy, hoes see me and get
nauseous (get nauseous)
Famous, leave with the nigga
you came with (came with)
Dangerous, I don't fuck around
with no lame shit
'Scuse me, we tryna get
by with that uzi
Finna let him bust off some
rounds in this coochie
(Baow, baow)
Bank tryna fit all this ass
in the two seat (hey)
Bitch finna go broke tryna
outdo me
Umm, if I'm not the hottest,
who is? (Who is?)
She got a booty fetish,
Tryna steal my shit
(My shit)
M's to the lawyer just to handle
my biz' (my biz')
200K just to cover my wrist
(brrr)
He bopped out and I wanna see
what that mouth 'bout
Start from the bottom to the
top like a countdown (ah)
Everybody pull out they
phone when I pop out
Pop it, baow, baow
Pop it
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