Pop Out [Remix]

Uh, yeah baby Oh, whoa-oh Aye, aye, pop out at his party, I'm screamin' mob (mob) And my boys gon' go retarded, I point then somebody die (yeah baby) Gotta thing for my gun, so I'm keepin' it by my side (woop, woop, woop) Come in, they catch me, and I'ma lie Aye, pull up from the party, and head back to the trap house Niggas sellin' crack, sellin' weed, we was trapped out Always keep a strap in the V if he act out Been known for the cash, I'ma fiend, pull them racks Aye, I'm really mobbin' throwin' M's everywhere that I go I gotta lot of dead friends, I don't mind havin' some more You smellin' weed before you see a nigga walk through the door A lotta' bad bitches, money make 'em come by the load I'm really out here chasin' money, shit just come with the hoes And first the money, then the power, if you got it, it show I'ma earn my respect, once you got it you glow And I came in this bitch with it ready to blow (ooh-whoa) Yeah baby Ooh-whoa Ooh-whoa Ooh-whoa Oh, yeah baby