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the little ppl – potpourri lyrics

potpourri
[intro]
i can’t have kids, i can’t have kids!
my soldiers are not marching!!

[hook]
you can only take so much peace
n0body notice me
i could b in a fire
they wouldn’t even blow on me
but wait til i catch a fire
oh you gon’ know it’s me
cuz i’ma be loud as f-ck
the most potent potpourri

[dre baker]

girl let me tell you a story
i need u to focus please
you used to twerk up on me
down at the roller rinkk
dammit you know we was young
you was a lil boney thing (yea)
just know that -ss got fatter (yea)
and know that i’m noticing
you’re not even on my team
now what are you noticing
there’s something wrong with this picture, just get wit the programming, d-mn it i hate these producers
they think they b hoeing me
they tell me they made it for me
but then went and sold the beat, (d-mn) u must think i’m a push over (woah)
cuz i like my chicken wit soda (no)
give me all my chicks when they sober (yea)
cuz i like my d-ck to b noticed (yea)
grab ’em by the p-ssy like potus
they look at me like n-gga u bogus
well this how u done molded me, now gone taste that potpourri

[hook:]
you can only take so much peace
n0body notice me
i could b in a fire
they wouldn’t even blow on me
but wait til i catch a fire
oh you gon’ know it’s me
cuz i’ma be loud as f-ck
the most potent potpourri

[patrice baker]
i wished on a falling star cus i thought it was more relatable
it seems to shine the hardest when it settles down (there’s something wrong with this, wrong with this)
i wished on a falling star cus i thought it was more relatable (i can’t get along with these, long with these)

[asani hard]
there’s something wrong with this picture
let the cam focus please
i can’t get along with these n-ggas
don’t want ‘em that close to me
they throw my name in the picture
all them comments be so od
i hate tryna enter the mural
cause they in the local leagues
see it’s not a swap if we barter
you won’t get control of me
see i ain’t tryna f-ck ms. parker
i’m professor oglevee
you boys not direct and you know it
my girl so spoiled see
my b-tch captain of yoga teams
and she drink gloria jeans
and she eat coney king
she smoke raw cocoa leaves
my b-tches they pop it they pop it all for me
they cannot get over me
my n-ggas they plotting, they drop it off for me
so i don’t even gotta leave

- the little ppl lyrics

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