Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pop It , by - Tyga. Song from the album #BitchImTheShit, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.11.2014
Record label: Mix Factory
Song language: English
Pop It |
| Young money pust that on the beat hoe |
| Walk up on this bitch* with a hundred grand |
| Two rollies on my arm another hundred grand |
| B*tch let the money burn nig*a no tan |
| Got a young b*tch f*ckin doin what she can |
| Pop it up king kong killa' |
| T raw the real deal put it on manilla |
| Make a b*th pop (pop) |
| Pills 'till it’s dinna' |
| She’ll f*ck a nympho that’s why I f*ck with her (ha) |
| Put some white twirk pu*sy singles |
| All up in the club throwing up middle fingaz |
| If you dry snitch turn a b*tch to a hangar |
| Let yo sh*t down now you plankin' (you plankin') I am saying |
| Ah, one two and the b*tch came break a b*tch hard pouring out the champaign |
| Why you over there chilling with the lil' lames |
| You ain’t know you, ain’t know, that my shit bangs? |
| Pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| One two and the b*tch came pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| All these hoes know my damn name |
| She dont give brain that’s a damn shame |
| I don’t find this sh*t funny like «soul plane» |
| Put ice on my wrist like sh*t is sprained |
| I’m just ridin aroud gettin, two chain last cane YMC and Gan |
| Heard they ain’t dope b*tch with another cane |
| B*tch say I’m the bomb, home made |
| Know the pu*sy up, tear it to the sex game |
| Row 8 make the b*tches in they gag for they yak |
| She goes spaz make a scene like she act (act) |
| Stupid take a cab oh you broke? |
| oh yo bad? |
| I don’t cuff hoes they just follow my command I’m saying |
| Ah, one two and the b*tch came break a b*tch hard pouring out the champaign |
| Why you over there chilling with the lil' lames |
| You ain’t know you, ain’t know, that my sh*t bangs? |
| Pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| One two and the b*tch came pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| All these hoes know my damn name |
| Lift that a*s up (up, up) |
| And bring that a*s down (down, down) |
| Bring that a*s up (up, up) |
| Shake that a*s to the ground and then |
| Pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| One two and the b*tch came pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| Pop, pop, pop, pop it b*tch |
| All these hoes know my damn name |