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drego - popovixh lyrics

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[intro]
b+tch
on bloods
man

[verse]
i ain’t worried ’bout sh+t (nope), pull up in a droptop
throw it in the pot, yah, watch this sh+t pop+lock (boy)
hit your whip up two hundred times, that’s a hotbox
tell me n+gga bake you four hundred degrees, that’s a potpie
b+tch say she ain’t f+ck in like two months, i know this b+tch lyin’ (i know this b+tch lyin’)
n+ggas pourin’ up lines, see that pop, that’s not mines (that’s not mines)
i can teach you how to move and get the bag off dot+com (boy)
real trap n+gga, can cop a p or you can cop dimes (or you can cop dimes)
n+ggas really out here dry snitchin’, tryna drop dimes (tryna drop dimes)
if i gotta f+ck an opp b+tch, i’ll do it out of town (i’ll do it out of town)
she like, “drek, i know you movin’ the bag ’cause you out of bounds” (’cause you out of bounds)
hold on, dog, i need to take a sip, i’m runnin’ out of nouns (ah)
threw the 3d switch on that chop, i’m runnin’ out of rounds
catch a p+ssy n+gga leavin’ the club, catch him pullin’ out (catch him pullin’ out)
godd+mn, this p+ssy so good, i ain’t pullin’ out (mwah)
all i really need is some ass and a mint (some ass and a mint)
i ain’t gon’ stop shootin’ ’til his ass in a ditch (his ass in a ditch)
your b+tch keep on beggin’ buy her ass and her tits (buy her ass and her tits)
i just bought the condom and the lube to stuff your b+tch (ah)
it’s like i work at a clothing store, the way i’m flipping jeans (the way i’m flipping jeans)
i got this lil’ bad+ass b+tch, she from the philippines (she from the philippines)
what you know ’bout tellin’ a n+gga it’s bool, then go send a blitz?
what you know ’bout coppin’ a thousand blues, they go for a nick?
what you know ’bout coppin’ that dogfood and hittin’ it with the fent’?
once you get your mix right, n+gga, put it in the blender (put it in the blender)
h+ll yeah, i’m wing stop, b+tch, i’m sellin’ chicken tenders (yeah, i’m sellin’ chicken tenders)
yeah, i get a beat from energy and walk it like kemba (i walk it like kemba)
my b+tch walked in, head turnin’, lookin’ like dinner (mwah)
yeah, i got the bag, boy or girl, n+gga, pick the gender (pick the gender)
if i get fl!cked on the road, please don’t check the fender (please don’t check the fender)
i’m either sellin’ work or doin’ shows, n+gga, gettin’ chicken
lil’ p+ssy n+gga want some smoke, told him in a minute (told him in a minute)
put so much money on his head, his mommy probably get him (mommy probably get him)
if we talkin’ ’bout that work, yeah, papi probably sent it (papi probably sent it)
i ain’t even gotta shoot today, i got shoppy with me (i got shoppy with me)
i’ma tell your ass one time, he’ll drop a n+gga (he’ll drop a n+gga)
b+tch, uh
load that ten milly up now and get to knockin’ sh+t (brrt, brrt)
why the hoes that call you broke ain’t never got a pot to p+ss? (huh?)
why the ones you call your bros be actin’ like the opposites? (man)
you don’t want me to call a play like i’m popovich (huh)
they ain’t rappin’, pull up with sixteens like stojaković (stojaković)
when i send a blitz, i’m probably in another continent (probably in another continent)
put a silencer on it, keep it quiet, bet the coppers miss it (shh)



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