Baam Bankston - Perky Poppers

Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
I ain't gon pop no perc
But she'll dance for it
I ain't gon pop no perc
But she'll dance for it
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
I ain't gon pop no perc
But she'll dance for it
I ain't gon pop no perc
But she'll dance for it
Everytime I see her she pay cash for it
She might even rob her man for it
But to me she loyal cuz she say I spoil her
And I ain't go inside my bag for her
Phetamines
She don't like to talk when she be on them beans, yeah
She get hella focused she see everything, yeah
Watch for ops and coppers and she tote the heat, yeah
Lately I been moving off the energy
I might show up dolo ain't nobody in here sent for me
I think I'm about to master inner peace
Copper on my neck and copper colored hollows in the piece
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
I ain't gon pop no perc
But she'll dance for it
I ain't gon pop no perc
But she'll dance for it
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
I ain't gon pop no perc
But she'll dance for it
I ain't gon pop no perc
But she'll dance for it

Written by:
Micah Bankston

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