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pop off - chris hendo lyrics

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(yeah) pop off b*tch, (yeah) don’t be a dummy
said he got bread but your man lookin bummy
like pop off b*tch, (yeah) don’t be a dummy
said he got bread but your man lookin bummy

do this sh*t for real, from the left to the right
best believe i’ll f*ck your b*tch, so don’t let her out your sight
f*ck a hating b*tch, just do it outta spite
slay that cat with my sword, like a medieval knight

too many hoes, don’t know which ima choose
guess i’ll have ‘em all, i don’t really like to lose
like baby slow down, just wait for my cues
play your heart and your strings, and i ain’t talking ‘bout no blues

(yeah) revolutionary with the words that i speak
finna make my mil, and i ain’t talking bout no meek
just copped a new b*tch, best believe she a freak
and i stay going up, no my life never bleak

(yeah) pop off b*tch, (yeah) don’t be a dummy
said he got bread but your man lookin bummy
like pop off b*tch, (yeah) don’t be a dummy
said he got bread but your man lookin bummy

all on my d*ck, told her baby be gentle
just give me brain, i ain’t worried bout no mental
pick that sh*t up, no need for utensil
i know you a freak, that sh*t really essential
got your b*tch poppin d*ck, like a antibiotic
did too much, now she feeling psychotic
smoking on straight gas, best believe it’s exotic
you could never be me man, just use your logic

yeah i know i’m the sh*t, been it since my birth
tryna be like me, man that sh*t’ll never work
just f*cked a b*tch, cause i like the way she twerk
and she tryna ring me up, but i ain’t no f*cking clerk

(yeah) pop off b*tch, don’t be a dummy
said he got bread but your man lookin bummy
like pop off b*tch, (yeah) don’t be a dummy
said he got bread but your man lookin bummy

heard you throw ass, baby go and let me see some
i know you tryna hit, you don’t even need no reason
i don’t trip off a b*tch, if we ain’t in the same region
cause a big booty b*tch is always in season

y’all say i’m smooth, like yeah b*tch i know
i be in the field, but i ain’t playin wit no snow
shoot my sh*t straight, but i ain’t need no bow
and if you still tryna f*ck, come slide to my show

mix this sh*t up, got my drink turning purple
asking who did it, just like my name urkel
made 360 in a day, yeah that sh*t a full circle
(yeah) feel it in your soul, baby this sh*t eternal
(yeah) pop off b*tch, (yeah) don’t be a dummy
said he got bread but your man lookin bummy
like pop off b*tch, (yeah) don’t be a dummy
said he got bread but your man lookin bummy

back that sh*t up, let me see how it move
just do your little dance, get into your groove
f*ck a chip on the shoulder, you gone take it on the tooth
know you can be my baby, even if you ain’t smooth

she want me to slide, i said “okay for surely”
said she want some d*ck, but i don’t think she worthy
she ain’t getting sh*t, so there’s no need to worry
i been knowin i’m that guy, how you just find out bearly?

(like, pay attention b*tch)

- chris hendo lyrics

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