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PO'D OUT (Lupita) Video (MV)




Performed By: YTK
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Kolby Kennedy




YTK - PO'D OUT (Lupita) Lyrics




I said, your heartbeat, subpoena
I need me, a diva
Fine, brownskin
Bald head like Lupita

No I ain't Smino
But I think Anita
Fine, brownskin
Bald head like Lupita

I said, your heartbeat, subpoena
I need me, a diva
Fine, brownskin
Bald head like Lupita

No I ain't Smino
But I think Anita
Fine, brownskin
Bald head like Lupita

Tell me why It's hella space In the grocery store
Who knows nose boogie like a do si do
A nigga float up onna track like he rowed a boat
A nigga put his back into It like scolio

And she a Scorpio
I don't believe In signs

But pay me no mind
Divine feminine

Oh me oh my
Got me speeding by
Got me doing 80 In a 55

Lil' Red Mercedes like Amin - i
Or Amine
Shit however ya say It
Love to see a dread head nigga gettin his bread
That's all she read and that's my talk on TED

Nigga let me rap shit yeah let me rap
And this feel like rapture nigga might be back
And I told niggas niggas can't hold me back
And I know these niggas can't hold me back

Gone throw me back like we at the stoop
My 40 splat I (Poured out for you)
Yeah it hit the pavement I tried to save It
That Sanders-Mac I wish Bernie made It
Wish Fredo made It, that Weezy baby
Done kicked the cup, and started goin' crazy
If I speak my mind, they gon try to Ye me
If I say rewind they gon try to play me

Gon' try to shade gon to room me
Over my dead body, that casket roomy
I be eating on the the road, you can wrap it for me
Get the package, run it, you could track it for me

You attractive to me, you a magnet to me
Tryn serve it to me, you an addict to me
Automatic to me you the baddest to me
Turn around you gone, Jimmymac it to me
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English

I said, your heartbeat, subpoena
I need me, a diva
Fine, brownskin
Bald head like Lupita

No I ain't Smino
But I think Anita
Fine, brownskin
Bald head like Lupita

I said, your heartbeat, subpoena
I need me, a diva
Fine, brownskin
Bald head like Lupita

No I ain't Smino
But I think Anita
Fine, brownskin
Bald head like Lupita

Tell me why It's hella space In the grocery store
Who knows nose boogie like a do si do
A nigga float up onna track like he rowed a boat
A nigga put his back into It like scolio

And she a Scorpio
I don't believe In signs

But pay me no mind
Divine feminine

Oh me oh my
Got me speeding by
Got me doing 80 In a 55

Lil' Red Mercedes like Amin - i
Or Amine
Shit however ya say It
Love to see a dread head nigga gettin his bread
That's all she read and that's my talk on TED

Nigga let me rap shit yeah let me rap
And this feel like rapture nigga might be back
And I told niggas niggas can't hold me back
And I know these niggas can't hold me back

Gone throw me back like we at the stoop
My 40 splat I (Poured out for you)
Yeah it hit the pavement I tried to save It
That Sanders-Mac I wish Bernie made It
Wish Fredo made It, that Weezy baby
Done kicked the cup, and started goin' crazy
If I speak my mind, they gon try to Ye me
If I say rewind they gon try to play me

Gon' try to shade gon to room me
Over my dead body, that casket roomy
I be eating on the the road, you can wrap it for me
Get the package, run it, you could track it for me

You attractive to me, you a magnet to me
Tryn serve it to me, you an addict to me
Automatic to me you the baddest to me
Turn around you gone, Jimmymac it to me
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Writer: Kolby Kennedy
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