Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pop That, artist - French Montana. Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pop That |
| 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 (x4) |
| What you twerkin’with (x4) |
| Work, work, work, work, work, work |
| What you twerkin’with |
| Throw it, buss it open |
| Show me what you twerkin with |
| Ass so fun, need a lap dance |
| I’m in that white ghost chasin’Pac man |
| Hundred out the lot, I be leaning thats a rock |
| Hundred large bring a mop |
| Cars tinted like Barack |
| Got a brinks truck in my pocket |
| 30 chains on my collar |
| 2 drops, no mileage |
| Top off like Wallace |
| And I’m hella smoke, bitch know that |
| Filthy rich before rap |
| Your new deal, I throw that |
| 3 Benz I’m on that |
| We pop a molly, she buss it open |
| She seen it, got it, that pussy soaking |
| 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 |
| Talkin four door Bugatti |
| I’m the life of the party lets 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 |
| Feel me, feel me This bitch want me to feel me Ballin', ballin’like I play for New England |
| Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute |
| Thats 50, 100, I see no fucking limits |
| Shout out to Uncle Luke |
| Shout out my bitchs too |
| We the 2 Live Crew |
| 2 for me, 2 for you |
| Feed them bitches carrots |
| Fuck em like a rabbit |
| Sorry thats a habit |
| Smoke a spliff and then I vanish |
| I’m about being single, seeing double, making 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 coming, money going, ain’t like you can take it with you |
| It’s about to be a hit right now, fuck back then, we the shit right now |
| Dropped Take Care', bought a muthafuckin’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 |
| Gettin cheddar packs like KD, OKC that’s playa 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 |
| And you’d owe me change, ah! |
| Greystone, 20 bottles that’s on me On the couches, wildin’out |
| Yelling free my niggas 'till they all free |
| One of my closest dawgs got 3 kids and they all 3 |
| But we always been the type of crew that been good without a plan B Biiiitch, Stop talkin’that shit |
| And suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit |
| Okay I fuck a bitch and I’m gone |
| That’s gangsta ass Capone |
| I make that pussy spit like bone |
| Talkin’bout Bone, bone, bone, bone |
| I’m fucking wit’French, excuse my French |
| I lose my mind before I lose my bitch |
| Money aint a thing but it’s |
| Bitch I ball like 2 eyelids |
| YMCM-beat that pussy up Stop playin', I make her ass scream and holla, like rock bands |
| I’mma beast, I’m off the leash |
| I am rich like a bitch |
| On my pro-active 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 would twist you like a rubix |
| Motherfucker I’m on my skateboard |
| Watch me do a trick hoe |
| I’m 52 5 but I could 6−9 |
| Then beat that pussy like Klistcko |
| It’s French Montana, fuck joe |
| It’s Weezy F, fuck hoes |
| It’s Truk the world |
| It’s Truk yo girl |
| It’s Trukfit by the truck load, biaaaatch |