Poppin

Letra de Poppin

Poppin Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh this my jam ni*** I hopped out the Benz, I don't do no rental And shawty just topped me off, she gave me that dental Let me beat it up and I ain't talkin bout no damn instrumental Beat that pu*** like a drum yeah Play that pu*** like a fiddle I just might hit that pu*** from the side then I'm a cuff on the booty Eat that pu*** looking into your eyes You gon like it when I do it Your pu*** locked well then I got a key Make it whistle like a pot of tea She like baby boy you nasty I just show her how I gotta be I told her baby girl you gorgeous Take you back to my apartment Pull them panties to the side Pussy drippin like faucet In that pu*** gotta make a deposit Sumn' we driving shit i might have to park it Roddy Ricch, I only f*** with a boss bitch Only f*** with a boss bitch Yeah, got me thinking bout some comma's And I ain't even tryna karma Throw it back on a ni*** got me thinking God bless yo mama She said you knock it outta my shell got me feeling like I'm Obama And we been fuc*** for an hour She said she wanna go longer I know you gon like how I suck on your titties and play with your nana I work work work work work work like I'm Rihanna Pussy dripping on a ni*** side ah yeah yeah when I eat it up Got your [?] you screamin daddy when a young ni*** gon beat it up Shawty you poppin I know you a real one I told that lil bitch you got option Girl you the only one I don't need a side bitch Shawty you poppin Told her shawty you poppin Oh this my jam ni*** Jerry Beats dot com Shawty you poppin I know you a real one I told that lil bitch you got option Girl you the only one I don't need a side bitch Shawty you poppin Told her shawty you poppin Oh this my jam ni***

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