fetty wap - pop out lyrics
[intro:]
uh, yeah baby
wooahh-oahh-oahh-oh
[verse 1:]
ay, ay, pop out at his party, i’m screamin’ mob (mob)
and my boys gon’ go r-t-rded, i point then somebody die (yeah baby)
gotta thing for my gun, so i’m keepin’ it by my side (woop woop woop)
come in, they catch me, and imma’ lie
ay, pull up from the party, and head back to the trap house
n-ggas sellin’ crack, sellin’ weed, we was trapped out
always keep a strap in the v if he act out
been known for the cash, imma’ fiend, pull them racks
ay, i’m really mobbin’ throwin’ m’s everywhere that i go
i gotta lot of dead friends, i don’t mind havin’ some more
you smellin’ weed before you see a n-gga walk through the door
a lotta’ bad b-tches, money make ‘em come by the load
i’m really out here chasin’ money, sh-t just come with the hoes
and first the money, then the power, if you got it, it show
imma’ earn my respect, once you got it you glow
and i came in this b-tch with it ready to blow (oohh-woaahh )
yeah baby
[outro:]
oohh-woaahh
oohh-woaahh
oohh-woaahh
oh yeah baby
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