Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pop Off, artist - Cardi B. Album song Gangsta Bitch Music Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: KSR
Song language: English
Pop Off |
Them motherfuckers be like, «But what type of niggas will wife you?» |
My type of niggas will wife me! |
The type of niggas that like bitches that pop |
off and suck dick all day motherfuckin' long, bitch |
Thanks to all my followers that always defended me, y’all like my god brothers |
and god sisters. |
I would dead jump in your fight, I would dead jump in your |
fight. |
Now what’s poppin? |
Who wanna pop off? |
Who wanna start war? |
They talkin' shit? |
I’m takin' tops off |
Jeans, off |
Weaves, off |
Rings, off |
Everythin', off |
Who wanna pop off? |
Who wanna start war? |
They talkin' shit? |
I’m takin' tops off |
Jeans, off |
Weaves, off |
Rings, off |
Everythin', off |
I’m startin' to lose my patience, weak bitches hatin' |
Bitches throwing subs like I won’t kick your face in |
Baby mama’s mad 'cause I’m in first place, and |
When it comes to you bitch, there’s no conversation |
I been to give it up grimy, I’m the Bronx bitch, I’m feisty |
«Cardi why you feisty?» |
Shut up bitch, fight me |
NY raised and so you know it’s very likely |
That when I hear some shit that I don’t like, I get hype B |
Who would wanna wife me? |
Your nigga wanna wife me |
You think 'cause I’m a stripper hoe, that nigga won’t think twice B? |
Put this pussy on his face, rde that shit nicely |
Set his ass up, then you really ain’t gon' like me |
So what you tryna do? |
You and you and you |
I feel some type a way, a bitch finna get loose |
Tell me what’s the deal? |
I’m 'bout to start the hill |
The wig is comin' off, shit 'bout to get real |
Who wanna pop off? |
Who wanna start war? |
They talkin' shit? |
I’m takin' tops off |
Jeans, off |
Weaves, off |
Rings, off |
Everythin', off |
Who wanna pop off? |
Who wanna start war? |
They talkin' shit? |
I’m takin' tops off |
Jeans, off |
Weaves, off |
Rings, off |
Everythin', off |
Got beef with Cardi B? |
I’m poppin' off |
Shit get hectic? |
I’ma drop it off |
Oh you shinin'? |
Your chain and your watch is off |
You was never with this shit, nigga, knock it off |
Youse a pussy, and your whole block is soft |
You caught feelings, could she ain’t even drop you off |
You thought that bag was gettin' you pussy, not at all |
You was gettin' lied, you ain’t know she made that call |
To the dog’s dinner, and they starvin' |
I gotta feed all 'em |
I’maget that nigga, you gon' get that bitch |
What they thought switched 'cause we both got rich? |
Nah, we on the same time |
You got yours, I got mine |
You got a problem, get in line |
It’s Cardi B, and 2 times |
Who wanna pop off? |
Who wanna start war? |
They talkin' shit? |
I’m takin' tops off |
Jeans, off |
Weaves, off |
Rings, off |
Everythin', off |
Who wanna pop off? |
Who wanna start war? |
They talkin' shit? |
I’m takin' tops off |
Jeans, off |
Weaves, off |
Rings, off |
Everythin', off |
Shit, that bitch six three and she bodied |
Superman calves, and her shoulder somethin' retarded |
I ain’t backin' down, Cardi got the heart regardless |
You gon' have to knock me out if you think I’ma forfeit |
Gang gang, squad up, and have my niggas all on it |
Pay a couple niggas and they had you out in a coffin |
And I put that on my life, I really don’t do this often |
But the way I’m feelin' now, like whatever, I’m on it |
Have you laid out on the stretcher with your socks off |
Had the pastor prayin', like, «Sorry for your, loss» |
Throw dirt on my name, you better pop off |
My name ring bells like Mayweather, box off |
I’m Cardi B, east coast newest contender |
5'3″ lookin' good with the nails bananas |
Freddy Kruger on these bitches, I cut their lights off |
Should have read the memo, Cardi B pops off |