POPPIN*

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[Verse 1: Project Pat]
.223, didn't hit me, but I [?] Rico, aye
I'm the realest nigga out, hit my phone I seen the text
Drop the charge for a G, I'ma rip his head
Crack [?], chartin' once again
R.I.P, so I stand
All my homies, we were dead
They return that, cut the leg
Pull up different ways, nigga
You was supposed to pass the weed
Now you got to cope with three
Hollywood and Master P
DJ [?], all black, just go away from me
European wildin' nigga, hit the liquor
I go poppin' on your bank account, we down the trigger
And nigga, I'ma black gun cockin'
In the VIP, respectfully, that's how we walkin'

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
You're poppin', I ain't poppin'
I collect [?] if it's [?], or if it's poppin' (poppa)
I came to see [?] runner, the show's stoppin'
Baby I'm a Big Mac, no whopper
This girl rubbin' on me, ass droppin'
I go hit the south and then she [?]
I like to club with busy niggas
I keep it on me
Baby if you want this money, you gotta show me

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
My bitch from a foreign country, like Ginóbili
Religion cuts Tony, four hours that nigga Kobe
Fuck us, we got all the money's, like the 80's
I feel like I'm Chrisean (Sean), I need me baddies
My bitch from a foreign country, like Ginóbili
Religion cuts Tony, four hours that nigga Kobe
Fuck us, we got all the money's, like the 80's
I feel like I'm Chrisean (Sean), I need me baddies

[Outro: ?]
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