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Ollie Joseph & Hoodie Mitch & BangerOfTheDay - Pop It Lyrics




Pop it, I just bought a rollie so you know a nigga plotting
Green face, blue face, know that I got options
Bitches on my dick, got em both lip locking
How she on my pants, you would think she pick pocking
Popping on that pole, so you know that shit rocking
I'm about my business better watch that shit talking
I can get you dead, get you zoned in that coffin
I'm out that pocket, I'm out that, ou

Pull up on your bitch, get my shit wet
Then she get her hair pulled, sit back on my six pack
Yeah I been that nigga, pissed off, on her knee caps
3 stacks make her speed back, 3 stacks make her need that, eat that
Imma loosen my grip, just let me hit, er er
Imma loosen my tip all on your lip, er er
Give me all of that ass and that throw that shit back, clap
How we f*cking no cap, how we f*cking like

Pop it, I just bought a rollie so you know a nigga plotting
Green face, blue face, know that I got options
Bitches on my dick, got em both lip locking
How she on my pants, you would think she pick pocking
Popping on that pole, so you know that shit rocking
I'm about my business better watch that shit talking
I can get you dead, get you zoned in that coffin
I'm out that pocket, I'm out that

Under pressure, underestimated
In a new era where cappin got em all under investigation
And patience is hard to show with all the fallacy
All of which I'm thinking as I'm f*cking on my balcony
She boost my ego, she obsessed with me, likewise
But she ain't the only body I keep in the pipeline
Told her next time she brining all her friends, manifest it
Mouth full of me's what she considers a balanced breakfast
Pack her like it's Green Bay, goin deep, Aaron Rodgers
I'm tired of sonning all these niggas I don't care to father
I guess it comes with the role, no options
More money, more problems, more honeys, more condoms, keep it

Pop it, I just bought a rollie so you know a nigga plotting
Green face, blue face, know that I got options
Bitches on my dick, got em both lip locking
How she on my pants, you would think she pick pocking
Popping on that pole, so you know that shit rocking
I'm about my business better watch that shit talking
I can get you dead, get you zoned in that coffin
I'm out that pocket, I'm out that, ou
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Pop it, I just bought a rollie so you know a nigga plotting
Green face, blue face, know that I got options
Bitches on my dick, got em both lip locking
How she on my pants, you would think she pick pocking
Popping on that pole, so you know that shit rocking
I'm about my business better watch that shit talking
I can get you dead, get you zoned in that coffin
I'm out that pocket, I'm out that, ou

Pull up on your bitch, get my shit wet
Then she get her hair pulled, sit back on my six pack
Yeah I been that nigga, pissed off, on her knee caps
3 stacks make her speed back, 3 stacks make her need that, eat that
Imma loosen my grip, just let me hit, er er
Imma loosen my tip all on your lip, er er
Give me all of that ass and that throw that shit back, clap
How we f*cking no cap, how we f*cking like

Pop it, I just bought a rollie so you know a nigga plotting
Green face, blue face, know that I got options
Bitches on my dick, got em both lip locking
How she on my pants, you would think she pick pocking
Popping on that pole, so you know that shit rocking
I'm about my business better watch that shit talking
I can get you dead, get you zoned in that coffin
I'm out that pocket, I'm out that

Under pressure, underestimated
In a new era where cappin got em all under investigation
And patience is hard to show with all the fallacy
All of which I'm thinking as I'm f*cking on my balcony
She boost my ego, she obsessed with me, likewise
But she ain't the only body I keep in the pipeline
Told her next time she brining all her friends, manifest it
Mouth full of me's what she considers a balanced breakfast
Pack her like it's Green Bay, goin deep, Aaron Rodgers
I'm tired of sonning all these niggas I don't care to father
I guess it comes with the role, no options
More money, more problems, more honeys, more condoms, keep it

Pop it, I just bought a rollie so you know a nigga plotting
Green face, blue face, know that I got options
Bitches on my dick, got em both lip locking
How she on my pants, you would think she pick pocking
Popping on that pole, so you know that shit rocking
I'm about my business better watch that shit talking
I can get you dead, get you zoned in that coffin
I'm out that pocket, I'm out that, ou
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Writer: Larry Hanley, Olliver Joseph
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, EMPIRE PUBLISHING


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