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pop that - scarlip lyrics

[verse 1: scarlip]
called day to get to work, called tata with the bands
caught cici with the pack, she gon’ line you for the gang
i be chilling with the gang, i be chilling with the mac
i be doing what i want, got me doing what y’all can’t

[pre*hook: scarlip]
n*ggas can’t see me, n*ggas can’t be me
n*ggas in their feelings ’cause these n*ggas can’t reach me
i be chilling in the hood, n*ggas know what’s good
say it to my face, man, i wish a n*gga would
f*ck your mother in the trap, shoot your brother in the park
they be asking where i’m at, lil’ b*tch, i’m in new york
new york, new york
new york, lil’ b*tch, i’m in new york

[hook: scarlip]
pop that, drop that
lob that, i got that
pop that, drop that
lob that, i got that

[verse 2: scarlip]
come to 45th street, i’ma have it with me
got a couplе screws loose, don’t be acting silly
if y’all n*ggas need somе work, y’all know where i’m at
and i got that zaza up in my f*nny pack
gimme that, gimme that
n*ggas talking sl!ck, i aim right where his beanie at
beanie at, beanie at
in the hood, on the block is where you’ll see me at
[pre*hook: scarlip]
n*ggas can’t see me, n*ggas can’t be me
n*ggas in their feelings ’cause these n*ggas can’t reach me
i be chilling in the hood, n*ggas know what’s good
say it to my face, man, i wish a n*gga would
f*ck your mother in the trap, shoot your brother in the park
they be asking where i’m at, lil’ b*tch, i’m in new york
new york, new york
new york, lil’ b*tch, i’m in new york

[hook: scarlip]
pop that, drop that
lob that, i got that
pop that, drop that
lob that, i got that

[verse 3: lil wayne]
okay, i keep a hood b*tch with a pair of daniel greenes on
i’ma rock her bells like she got a tambourine on
that’s my theme song
screaming “f*ck the opps” with no vaseline on
trap house haunted, call it little shop of horror
rich n*gga sh*t, smelling like a flower garden
in the drop gallardo, all these wh0res, i’m a h**rder
made my p*ssy popper pop that p*ssy like a soda
i’ma let her pop that oochie, let her slop the tunechi
then i fed her c*ck and coochie like some lobster sushi
she a ratchet type of bougie, that sh*t wild, confusing
got her skating on the x like kristi yamaguchi
sh*t get scary, kinda spooky with her monster booty
girl, that p*ssy pasta to me, ate her like a foodie
that v*g*n* kinda fruity, treat it like a smoothie
ain’t from queensbridge, but i throw this d*ck like i’m a qb
[bridge: lil wayne]
uh, pop that p*ssy like a toolie
pop that p*ssy like a uzi
yeah, pop that oochie
yeah, pop that oochie, make it pop for tunechi
yeah, pop it like a shooter
pop that sh*t for mulah

- scarlip lyrics

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