$wavy D - Popping

Racks on me now got me
Popping
Got to many choices I got
Options
She gon bend it over get it
Popping
You talking to much just get it
Popping
Racks on me now got me
Popping
Got to many choices I got
Options
She gon bend it over get it Popping
You talking to much just get it
Popping
Always popping from the lips but
Can you pop a band
I could never lend a hand to
These Peter pans
She gon pop it for a nigga
Put it on the cam
Have her coming back all a nigga
Need is one chance
One night
Smoking flight
Let me get you right
Red cups
Filled up
Lil something slight
She brung a friend
Hit em both
Yea I just might
We get it popping
Like the 4th
But it ain't July
I'm that guy
I'm that nigga
Yea I been the man
When it come to the
Profit always
Got a plan
Money tall it
Can't fit up in
No rubber bands
How she get that ass
In them jeans
I don't understand
Yea I'm popping like Chris
Brown
Ima make you run it
I don't even want the play
If ain't a hunnit
You can't flex on a nigga
That already done it
I been scoring wit my team
Like we dropping buckets
I'm popping like Chris
Brown
Ima make you run it
I don't even want the play
If ain't a hunnit
You can't flex on a nigga
That already done it
I been scoring wit my team
Like we dropping buckets
Racks on me now got me
Popping
Got to many choices I got
Options
She gon bend it over get it
Popping
You talking to much just get it
Popping
Racks on me now got me
Popping
Got to many choices I got
Options
She gon bend it over get it
Popping
You talking to much just get it
Popping

Written by:
derek Kirkpatrick

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