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What's poppin'? Brand-new whip, just hopped in Yeah, I got options I could pass that bitch like Stockton (ay) Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins (ay) SportsCenter, top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friend zone, ooh This shit sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo, ooh Told Pooh he a fool with this shit Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's What's poppin'? Brand-new whip, just hopped in Yeah, I got options I could pass that bitch like Stockton (ay) Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins (ay) SportsCenter, top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friend zone (ooh) This shit sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo (ooh) Told Pooh he a fool with this shit Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's Me and my 'migos got that free smoke On the West Coast, yeah, I'm talking 'bout pre-rolls Dark haired bitch and she look like Shego (she do) Hometown hero, feeling myself, can't murder my ego She heard of my deep stroke She said, "Babe, does it hurt when I deep throat?" Certified freak hoe Hang around us and she learnin' my lingo Back then, wasn't worried 'bout me though In the gym tryna work on my free throw Goddamn Spending money at the club like Sam's Yes, ma'am She a lil' freak on cam What's poppin'? Brand-new whip, just hopped in Yeah, I got options I could pass that bitch like Stockton (ay) Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins (ay) SportsCenter, top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friend zone, ooh This shit sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo, ooh Told Pooh he a fool with this shit Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's That's my type of distraction That's my type, and she's Latin Got my own flow, and I'm 'bout to get a patent Brand-new sheets for the bed, they satin (real soft) Y'all wasn't tuned in back then My swag, they keep jackin' I ain't doin' no verse, quit askin' What's poppin'? Brand-new whip, just hopped in Yeah, I got options I could pass that bitch like Stockton (ay) Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins (ay) SportsCenter, top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friend zone, ooh This shit sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo, ooh Told Pooh he a fool with this shit Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's
Writer(s): Jackman Thomas Harlow, Carlos Lamont Goodwin, John Wesley Lucas, Nathan Ward, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons, Tahj Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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