Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get It Poppin, artist - Jim Jones. Date of issue: 06.11.2006
Song language: English
Get It Poppin |
| Now I am fresh out of bail |
| harder flyer than a muthafuck |
| I dont do the ?? |
| Sumthin like a rubber nut |
| Sumthin like a hustler |
| Got it runin through my blood |
| You aint bout dat money |
| Well honey I dont give a fuck |
| trynna ball wit a hoodie on Cost about a stack |
| Got my booty shorts on but you cant see da stash |
| My shawty in da hood said he like it like dat |
| He put it on me good |
| and I throw it right back |
| Im a Playa |
| Ima pimp |
| I’ll stick ya up for ya cheedar |
| And all ya chips |
| Gimme da keys |
| I want da Juice |
| Da credit cards, Da dogs and house too |
| Dey see Im doin me Dey see Im gettin paid |
| I still be in da hood |
| Repersentin for da Days |
| Mercedes wanna hate |
| Try to stomp em Ima Fake |
| O its all in da game |
| But im still gettin cake |
| If you a G Lemme see |
| You aint gotta pay for da dinner |
| Its on me Lets get it poppin shawty |
| Lets get it poppin shawty |
| I get it poppin shawty |
| Lets get it poppin shawty |
| We got da cash (Flossin') |
| Buy out da bars (Ballin') |
| Drop da tops out da celing |
| You see da stars (Uh) |
| We get it poppin shawty (Uh) |
| I get it poppin shawty (Uh) |
| We get it poppin shawty (Uh) |
| We get it poppin shawty (Uh) |
| Now what bitch dont want me (Who) |
| Young rich G (Ballin') |
| Gun beneath da seat |
| Pushin a hundred on da V (Speedin') |
| Hand on da rocks two seater what you call dat (Foul) |
| Lambergini drop |
| Two divas how ya solve dat (Get Em) |
| Easy Just loosen up da bra strap |
| Make em feel sexy |
| Push dat seat to da coupe back (da celing’s missin) |
| And den you let da breeze do da four play Caress her a little |
| And den you let da V do da horseplay |
| Turn da city streets to a horse race |
| Burn rubber (Vroom) |
| And word motha I got no cover Hoes love us (Dey love us doe) |
| And I only fear da Lord above us (Gratefully) |
| So if you want me come and get me Make it good muhfucka (I'm neva scared) |
| Tell da hatas cuff at dat (Chea) |
| I play wit paper by da ten stack (Cakin) |
| I love ladies wit a shoe fettish (HA HA) |
| I tell her baby I got a coupe fettish (You hear dat) |
| You wanna ride wit a G Now bout to get it poppin |
| If you ready for us Startin wit dem shoppin sprees |
| Im givin honts so dey know it Who said love dont cost a thing |
| Im from da city where da chicks are thick |
| Blingin on dey neck and wrist |
| And niggas poppin bottles |
| While da ladies rock dey hips |
| You get to know me and i’ll teach you somethin |
| To go from lil money flossin |
| To doin super stuntin |
| Im always griindin so Im gettin money |
| Stick wit me and you’ll go far |
| Dem otha chicks dey come a dime a dozen |
| You say dat you a G Well nigga let me see |
| I’ll take you places where you neva thought dat you would be I got a sassy mouth |
| And yea I’m from da south |
| And you could tell because you see my ass and hips poked out |
| I’m best dressed no doubt |
| Lets go it aint no thang |
| Princess im da chick |
| And dont forget my name |
| And this here wont change |
| You betta sho respect |
| Or we’ll really get it poppin |
| Jha Jha, Crime Mob, and Dipset |