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Thing when they see me
The way I spit you would say I was bulimic
And this beat so hard
I had to say I did a remix niggas hate
They don't say it but they

that red laser
I was on the yard
With a razor in my sock
On the ball trying to get another lock
For the opp, trying to too
But I'm make a body drop
Came

Drop drop it like its hot
Need you to pop it then lock it
Then drop drop it to the clap
A couple bitches they want me
They tryna eat me like a snack
Yea

Oooooooooooooo
ooooooo
(what’s it like, eh what's it like, eh what's it like though)
Verse 1 (Modsun)
Yeah, yeah, Aye
She drop it low and let them boots touch her

the seats, I don't even know Dodge
Get by smooth, if you play this shit smart
See through a fake, ain't no sense in playin' hard
Try to pop shit, better

by my timin
but if they don't stop then we won't stop getting money off ya block when every hit drop
You know I got my gun cocked
game on lock

While

shinin', get Itt, got it, stack it, pop it, on the pole,
Pussy pop it
Hundred, fifty, diamond, lock it, do it for the vine she a, trendin' topic, blowin'

Or got sum birds fresh up out the nest
Oh
Lean drop
Perc pop
How you do it that
Breeze up in the party
Don't get naughty
I'm off two flats
Step up on my

Shoutout to my brother he had it on lock
Came up in that ville
We ain have no pop
We used to post up on that block
Stayed with that pressure that shit in my

fan of this next line I wrote
I hate the fact I gotta say, "Rest in peace to Pop Smoke" (damn)
The good die young, it really wasn't his time
Him

that bitch
Took us 6 years just to lock lips
Yeah yeah when we did nigga it Was that shit
Took us to the present future past Tense
Heaven sent the rest

We Got

Trina

Exit Wounds

2001

plenty dolla's 
Drop it, pop it, Fendi colla's 
Chart toppin', hit droppin' 
Ain't no stoppin' the champane from poppin' 
I'm finna bring a Grammy home

gear garment, got it so
nobodies oven got a loaf, stealth mode hoe, merk the 4th wall,
muttley chuckle side eye, pill pop play pre road rage pu-pil

Balla Baby [Remix; Bonus Track]

Lil' Flip

Powerballin'

2004

thirty blocks on my resume,
I got my own liquor, why he drinking Alize?
Me and Chingy got the pop charts on lock,
But I still get respect on my own

SNS/Roland (Skit)

Tre+6

Thug Holiday

2002

Can you pig and pop the Belve
And swig your jaw rap out we live it
Poppi gon' get it, seven digits
Seats in the six coupe made of lizards
And we won't

Side palm, Just throw it up
And drop
Let's go make a chop, cheese
Up on the chopping block, Sheesh
Swiss just hole don't me up, Please
Side palm, Just

No Clothes On

Trey Songz

Trey Day

2007

you got
No clothes, no clothes, no clothes

He like the way I rock my hips, see that? (When you rockin' your hips)
Pop, lock, and drop it, I see

Two knocks ,Wit boot tops
Im on the roof top
Droppin more lead then a terrorist in jewel shop

(Verse 1)
Two cops
Ride by
Loose lock
High sign
Whip

First One Hit

Amil

Light It Up

1999

the last one drop
My niggas, light it up and don't quit
In da new millenium don't take no shit
My bitches, light it up and don't stop
They gonna know we

know you get it too
Lock it in we make a move
I'm still handy with the tool
Before I drop or lose
I abide by the rules
Pop a opp an then I move
Try

miyaki and
My fly Versace loafers, nigga wait
Drop them hunndit's
And Tony pop that perfect
I Jump in the drop murk
It while bumping the locks, porsche

the boogie pop
every fucking body drop
mopping up the blood on the floor
from the gun shot

this warrior be steady swinging
you can get it anytime or place

Right now you are listening to the baddest DJ
DJ Fresh Oman
Drop It.

Put your fingers in the air, air
Ah Duncana Mighty
Put your fingers in the air

kids on the curb goin' (Bop, bop...)

[Deuce Poppi]
Now hold up, wait a minute
Let me get a lil' gangsta wit it
Can you pig and pop the Belve
And swig