| They gon' tell you I went
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| They gon' tell you I went
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| Pop star (Pop star)
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| What they gon' tell you? |
| (Huh)
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| They prolly tell you I went pop (Huh?)
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| Until a nigga play with me and he get popped (Yeah)
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| I’m on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?)
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| I’m ready to beat a nigga up like I’m The Rock (Let's go)
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| And she ready to sweep a nigga up because he hot (Mm, mm)
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| She ready to eat a nigga up until he lock (Yeah)
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| She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a car (Hmm)
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| Now she got her hands behind her head like I’m a cop (Huh)
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| I told her «Fuck the police», yeah
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| She right beside me and she sendin' nudes (Let's go)
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| You fuck my bitch? |
| That’s cool, I’m fuckin' niggas bitches, too
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| If you try my shoes, they ain’t gon' fit, man, you wear different shoes (Uh, uh)
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| Had to dumb it down for them to bite, now it’s time to switch the groove (Okay,
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| okay)
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| I pull up smooth wit' my lil' bae, but I coulda came wit' your boo (Uh-huh)
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| If you wit' the shit like I’m wit' the shit, when they play they gon' make the
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| news (Yeah)
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| I was in your sis on Sunday at your grandma place, she cool (Uh-huh)
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| And if she raised you, I don’t want her plate, no, I ain’t even take her food
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| (No thanks)
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| Baby bougie, he be turnin' down all kinda hoes
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| He took my bitch in Nike, I’m rockin' designer clothes
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| I told her «Sorry, I’m not fuckin', baby I’m not a ho»
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| Had bitches knockin' at my door like they was Domino’s
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| They gon' say I went pop (Huh?)
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| Until a nigga play with me and he get popped (Yeah)
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| I’m on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?)
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| I’m ready to beat a nigga up like I’m The Rock (Let's go)
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| And she ready to sweep a nigga up because he hot (Mm, mm)
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| She ready to eat a nigga up until he lock (Yeah)
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| She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a car (Hmm)
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| Now she got her hands behind her head like I’m a cop (Huh)
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| I told her «Fuck the police», yeah
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| Takin' a trip to Mexico, I’m comin' right back in town (Órale)
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| I sell a lotta perico, been tryna slow it down (Tryna slow it down)
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| Takin' a four, I put a two on that and then I make it bounce (Boing)
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| I took a thirty-six to a hundred and eight and weigh up every ounce
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| I’m a plug, workin' a drug hub out in H-town (Hey)
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| Hey, what up? |
| You my lil' love bug, you with Gates now
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| Penetrate while I grip her waist, push her face down (Yeah)
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| Concentrate (Boom), this that bass, makin' great sounds (Boom, boom, boom)
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| Got a graveyard up under my belt, more murders than New Mexico
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| Thirty round extension, mini Glizzy and I’m servin' coke
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| I’m up in rank in the cartel, I got control in this bitch (Nyoom)
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| And still, I’ll book you for a show and get you showed in this bitch
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| Swear you want a don dada, bitch, we Puerto Rico gangland
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| A hundred bricks ain’t nuttin', I pushed a button and make the plane land
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| Show some of you niggas how to grind up out the hole
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| Then I tied ya in with 'migo then I got you, he just told
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| Yeah, he just told you how to pop (Huh?)
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| Until a nigga play with me and he get popped (Yeah)
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| I’m on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?)
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| I’m ready to beat a nigga up like I’m The Rock (Let's go)
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| And she ready to sweep a nigga up because he hot (Mm, mm)
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| She ready to eat a nigga up until he lock (Yeah)
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| She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a car (Hmm)
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| Now she got her hands behind her head like I’m a cop (Huh)
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| I told her «Fuck the police», yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song POP STAR, artist - DaBaby. Album song KIRK, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп