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miss demi – pop star lyrics

i’m the realest in the field i be getting to this money
what the f#ck you n#ggas doing, yall ain’t getting to them hunnits
i be poppin h#ll of seals, i smoke pounds of marijuana
pop a b#tch just like a pill, p#ssy hoe no you don’t want it

i’m the realest in the field i be getting to this money
what the f#ck you n#ggas doing if you ain’t getting to them hunnits
i be poppin h#ll of seals, i smoke pounds of marijuana
pop a b#tch just like a pill, p#ssy hoe no you don’t want it

i got your n#gga on the west side doing the macarena
he love that my ass fat it remind him of selena
i run with them loyal n#ggas you know they ain’t saying nada
yeah they gutta but they gucci in that fendi and that prada
you be poppin on the pole
i’ve been poppin off the stove
since i fell in love with hip hop back in 94
when i memorized 2pac’s “ballin” i was 3 or 4
now i’m back at it with a meaner flow
serving all these feigning hoes
i been like a white girl in the club ready to blow
if i don’t i’m have risk it all and hit the stove
no more working hoe
here to serve that dope
choppa make you float
put that vest up aiming for yo skull

h#lla wet i got my cash up hit that curve and slashed on em
now they mad at me cause i went and got that bag on em
that’s a carry on miss me the baggage fee
you can look but you won’t find another mamacita bad as me
big body bomb face and ass ain’t fake

heard yuh n#ggah wanna taste
i ain’t out here fixing plates
ima go out guns a blazing that’s a scarface gang
you don’t know me i don’t know you, you jus know my name
man my shot so mean got
got that all star game
tryna put my team in foreign that’s the color cocaine
that’s a matte white past life i was cobaine
moved from lynwood to the dino n#ggah ain’t sh#t changed

- miss demi lyrics

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