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talkmoney - poppin it proper (poppin4popit) lyrics

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long live tunk
talkmoney wit me nah sayin

got d+mn n+gga im geeked
got d+mn n+gga might tweak
givenchy might be on my feet
talkmoney t++zy wit me

popcorn tunk wit me
80 in the got d+mn backwood got d+mn chokin this b+tch wit me
i got a partner who b+tch for the streets
and he won’t leave alone, i been prayin’ for him

secretly waitin’ on sticky and t++zy
to drop but they highkey , be hatin’ on them
i’m rockin’ rhude shorts to go to the gym
i put my entire life on the film

n+ggas be prayin’, i end up like them
draco shot pop it, dismember his limb
pop it for real, popcorn cheddar
you know we livin’ way better

havin’ this m+th+f+cka flavor on me
like a young n+gga dressed up, he be callin’ coach+lla
maison margiela, fendi or better
y’all n+ggas better stop playin
cause a young n+gga player, yeah
like hugh hefner, i’m steppin’ a thousand or better
i turnt my jumpsuit to margiela
black supreme air force when i go out steppin

i just popped up molly with heather
they askin’ when i’ma fall off, i think never
overly pop it on n+ggas, they let us
i need my bread and my green on my cheddar

but also like 50s, they look like red velvet
look at me, i be rockin’ these stones like rosetta
got d+mn n+gga i’m geeked , got d+mn n+gga might tweak
givenchy might be on my feet
talk money t++zy wit me
popcorn tunk with me

80 in the godd+mn backwoods
got d+mn chokin’ the b+tch with me
i got a partner who b+tch for the streets
and he won’t leave her alone, i’ve been prayin’ for him

secretly waitin’ on sticky and t++zy to drop
but they highkey be hatin’ on them
i’m rockin’ rhude shorts to go to the gym
i put my entire life on a film
n+ggas be prayin’, i end up like them
draco shot pop it, dismember his limb
and i am a popper
i told a n+gga better stop it

cause a n+gga know i’m a showstopper
and i ain’t really with the kicker sh+t
i ain’t never played no soccer
cap, wrap, hip, hop em

send a n+gga to the doctor
i seen a boy run up the hill
like a young n+gga popped him
huh, i’m poppin’ it proper

that boy run up the hill like they shot him
they wouldn’t try that sh+t, there wit big poppa
cause i put hits to ass like the doctor
ain’t no secret, he play with his nostril

ask him how much meat his bm swallow
that lil’ bb gun ain’t got no hollows
they be wavin’ at me like, hey arnold

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