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PopShake (feat. Bobby Kilowatts, BryantLamont, Dub C & Dr. Fangaz) Video (MV)






TJ Hookster - PopShake (feat. Bobby Kilowatts, BryantLamont, Dub C & Dr. Fangaz) Lyrics
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And to know that any night you go in, you have the potential
To walk out with thousands more dollars than you had
I mean, just several hours ago
That's a very attractive option for a lot of young women
So getting into it, of why do women choose to dance
Really is for the most obvious answer
Uh, it's money. Okay
Grown folks musik
I like to propose a toast
To them girls out there doing they thang
On the grind
In them clubs
Shaking that ass
You know, you know, you know
She's sleeping through the day but bounce that booty through the night
You kiss that thing all in her mouth while she be playing with my pipe
I'm just that nigga that she likes, satisfy her every need
Keep my belly full of vittles and my swishers full of weed
I ain't pimpin' but I help her count that money when she make it
Be surprised what a fine she can do when she get naked
Couple whips in the home and they're sitting on the hill, yo
But she gotta pay her bills though
So she
Movin'that body
Round and round
Up on that pole
Now she's upside down
Legs spread wide open
Now she's spinning around
Up wit that cash
Before she hits the ground
Go
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
We got a lot in common
No joking, I'm stroking
She keep the cash flow running
She's Pippen, I'm Jordan
And Papi, and daddy
On the pole, that's nothing fancy
When she shake, they raise the ante
On her own like Orphan Annie
I'm a Mack like Goldie
You claimin' pimp but yet you're giving up your money
Beat my girl, she down like Beyonce
Beat your girl cause I'm telling her Tommy
Next to the belly ring
When I tell them things, she give me things
And I can't explain
She making a grip while she lickin' her lips got these these niggas on lock like Wedding Ring
So she
Moving that body
Round and round
Up on that pole
Now she's upside down
Legs spread wide open
Now she's spinning around
Up wit that cash
Before she hits the ground
Go
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
There she go hide the pole
Up and down that booty go
Switch them lanes
Collect that cash
Candy paint, hairy hole
Pop shake, earthquake
Never do she hesitate
Strictly bout her business on the grind
Catamaculate
Yeah, mane dat boy
Got them racks fa ya
Tricking what they call it
Freaking you up undercover
Never playing games bout business
And that's a regular
No talking, just action packed
And that's a regular
Movin' that body
Round and round
Up on that pole
Now she's upside down
Legs spread wide open
Now she's spinning around
Up wit that cash
Before she hits the ground
Go
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
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And to know that any night you go in, you have the potential
To walk out with thousands more dollars than you had
I mean, just several hours ago
That's a very attractive option for a lot of young women
So getting into it, of why do women choose to dance
Really is for the most obvious answer
Uh, it's money. Okay
Grown folks musik
I like to propose a toast
To them girls out there doing they thang
On the grind
In them clubs
Shaking that ass
You know, you know, you know
She's sleeping through the day but bounce that booty through the night
You kiss that thing all in her mouth while she be playing with my pipe
I'm just that nigga that she likes, satisfy her every need
Keep my belly full of vittles and my swishers full of weed
I ain't pimpin' but I help her count that money when she make it
Be surprised what a fine she can do when she get naked
Couple whips in the home and they're sitting on the hill, yo
But she gotta pay her bills though
So she
Movin'that body
Round and round
Up on that pole
Now she's upside down
Legs spread wide open
Now she's spinning around
Up wit that cash
Before she hits the ground
Go
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
We got a lot in common
No joking, I'm stroking
She keep the cash flow running
She's Pippen, I'm Jordan
And Papi, and daddy
On the pole, that's nothing fancy
When she shake, they raise the ante
On her own like Orphan Annie
I'm a Mack like Goldie
You claimin' pimp but yet you're giving up your money
Beat my girl, she down like Beyonce
Beat your girl cause I'm telling her Tommy
Next to the belly ring
When I tell them things, she give me things
And I can't explain
She making a grip while she lickin' her lips got these these niggas on lock like Wedding Ring
So she
Moving that body
Round and round
Up on that pole
Now she's upside down
Legs spread wide open
Now she's spinning around
Up wit that cash
Before she hits the ground
Go
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
There she go hide the pole
Up and down that booty go
Switch them lanes
Collect that cash
Candy paint, hairy hole
Pop shake, earthquake
Never do she hesitate
Strictly bout her business on the grind
Catamaculate
Yeah, mane dat boy
Got them racks fa ya
Tricking what they call it
Freaking you up undercover
Never playing games bout business
And that's a regular
No talking, just action packed
And that's a regular
Movin' that body
Round and round
Up on that pole
Now she's upside down
Legs spread wide open
Now she's spinning around
Up wit that cash
Before she hits the ground
Go
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
Pop shake, pop shake, pop shake, pop shake
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Writer: Thomas Jordan
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