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big moe - pill poppa lyrics

(big moe)
pill pill poppa
top them droppa
i don’t give a d-mn
wreck shop, you cant stoppa

pill pill poppa
top them droppa
i don’t give a d-mn
wreck shop, you
(repeat 3 more times)

pill pill pill

(mike-d)
i hop out that lex
so fresh, so clean
black label shirt
n-gg- true religion jean
there’s 25 thou on my neck alone
i swear to god d-wreck
they betta leave me alone
i’m on some 08
if it don’t pay
i don’t f-ck wit it
a1 yo lo ova here
dey ain’t stuck wit it
hit the galleria
buck off a couple grand
it ain’t nothing when you’re h-town’s infamous right man
n-gg- it mike-d, yeah dat me
& da screwed up click don’t live through me
imma pill pill poppa
front wheel hoppa
pull up at the club & sn-tch me a boppa
and dats a b-tch if you dont know the lingo
women reach, touch down, young g holla bingo
this ain’t no motherf-ckin rap dat i’m readin
check the hood, see how many traps i’m feedin

(big moe)
chorus(2x)

(big moe)
i’m grippin on grain
i let my nuts hang
i’da came through
pop trunk, i sang sang
i might can sing a flow
i might can even rap
i’m hitting these hoes in the back
coming down, snap, tap
i’m a p-ssy f-cka
glock top grippa
out da southside
mo yo ain’t no trippa
syrup i be sippin
foes what i’m flippin
i’da came through [?]
i never been f-cked off
i represent da south
i’m about da southside, sippin syrup so i dont cough
ima come, comeon down, mo yo, ima g, m o to da e
from da 123
aint even trippin got my foreign car trippin on tha mic and im

(big moe)
chorus(4x)

(j dawg)
yeah, i’m on da freeway
doing about 150
glad i gotta tip in
i almost flipped it
had to lean back a bit
hit da kush just to get my grip
d-mn da blue dog is a trip
it got me wide up
[?] i be reelin on some mo sh-t
thinkin about … pimp
they got me on some … sh-t
cause one day you here, da next day you gone
yall been heard this song
but it’s time to hit home
and say
hey yeah i’m on da bright end
you wanna smile & cry
see why i get high?
peel da ceiling back
f-ck my top, i can’t breathe
give me anotha pill
p-ss that weed, p-ss that sh-t

(big moe)
chorus(1x)

(trae)
still pill poppin
foe(for) tippin, top droppin
i mashed outta dat parkin lot
84’s gonna hop scotch
them insides
that b-tta-scotch(the color of his car)
off mono-blocks
we cut em off
that interstate
we pull on mine
got penny weight
never seen him drive
one-hunny boy (one hundred)
ask about me
i’m something like a holocaust
i drop it about my pocket
and i don’t know what the h-ll it cost
see it’s hilarious, i cracks myself up
i sell out in the stars
while ya’ll back the shelf up.
that break shop nikka
betta tell them suckas deep (grave)
when he break on the cd’s be j (j-dog) (pun to bj)
i’m a houstunna slash
straight it was reach (j)
that houston texas
try 100 how to respect it
yeah, lil homie game so marvelous
one hundred, its obvious
excuse me, beg my pardon
i’m barely parkin’
but my lights are sparkin’
duckin’ in vomit, vomit
in my leather nintendo is marga-nous
i’m full of them pills
i’m still

(hook)(big moe)

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