Lyrics:
(woo)
The answer is me (woo)
I told the plug, "Make sure it's Tia Landry
I want it to look like the last one you handed me" (I do)
He hopped out
Whoo, yeah, Swizz
It's showtime? yeah
Y'all know who it is
I'ma get it poppin? like I'm used to
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust
Make you do magic say Tada
I whip my wrist and say voila
Next thing to Allah
Niggas want beef then its Five Guys
I think you sweet Imma try ya
Choppa
gotta keep it
Death is the only thing that can snatch it
Yeah, much money and so many studios
I'm glad and thank Jesus I ain't surronded by hoes, yeah
Poppin the flow like its Sierra Mist
I just take all these shots and you know I don't miss
Poppin the flow like its Sierra Mist
I just hop on the jet
the flight, coat European
You know I only came to do it big
Put some plaques inside my crib
Ball like I'm right by the rim
Look, I'm legendary where I live, huh
Bring in Blowjob Betty
Now we got it poppin' low
Hit then I stop and go
Film it record it
in high definition though
I got my dick by your ear
Do you
I'm poppin', nah, I really pop it
Swear my gang the hottest, Paper Route, we the topic (gang)
Racks on me Ho Gotti (stuffed with them big heads)
New
heat
If Def Jam, they gonna flop him
And Reggaeton ain't hot in the building no mo', its okay I get it poppin'
Back to the forest trees for deep, these
up)
(Step right up)
(Wow)
(Goodness)
(How on Earth did she do that?)
(One thing you should know about Mary Poppins, she never explains anything)
you need crack to see me
I'm a classic, one of your old scratched up CDs
Check my swag it's easy
As you can see, I do the damn thing and I ain't Fab
Motherfucker I'm a hipster
Do big things like a whale is your sister
Bitches get all dolled up, Westminster
Fake niggas ain't happy, are ya dude?
More raps than
a fuck about yo chains and yo benzo
Big dick bandit and everything is candid
Uhh! Do it and i didn't even plan to
Let me tell you what is, I did it cause i
of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
and it's not (and it's not)
(Yeah)
12 poppin' out hands up
Spun round the block and they ain't strapped up
Shawty you wilding right now
These shawty be
under white covers
Prodigy: Was a thumper
Till he met the 40 thunder
Havoc: Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up
on the mainstream
Come on everybody sing
Stuck in your head
It's mainstream radi' uh-oh
Yeah I'm your main thing
Up on the big screen
Come on everybody
Sing
Stuck in
thing they use your name in vein
But I guess that's the issue
And it proves how much, niggas really miss you
Pun we missing you Big L we missing you
Left
thing they use your name in vein
But I guess that's the issue
And it proves how much, niggas really miss you
Pun we missing you Big L we missing you
it ta' poppin' ma, its a little before 1
And I'm yellin' out hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yo
I can tell by the ring in the middle of your tongue
You're
I'm your big brother, don't owe me nothin'
This for my daddy up the road
Just do one thing, don't lose your soul
'Cause this shit platinum, we been gold
ghost as the replacement! (Oh! Ho! Ho!)
There will be no more red suit jolly dope
I could describe the scene by all means but I’ll keep it clean for
The enemies, do you know who they are? (There they are)
A devil with the dorags be walkin', now I had it up to there
Oh yeah, that's the last straw (The
up joggin', plottin' somethin' big (man)
House with a nice garden, 'bout to make it real (numbers)
Barely got time to chill, check my email (man)
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