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veeze – pop yo shit lyrics

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[intro]
(i’m servin’ base, b+tch, i’m in this b+tch with basskids), yeah
greatest rapper alive in the booth, man, you know?
(ddot cold as a motherf+cker, on god)
gang, gang
ganger

[chours]
yeah, young n+gga talk yo’ sh+t (yeah)
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t (young n+gga, pop it)
young n+gga, talk yo’ sh+t (young n+gga, talk)
young n+gga, talk yo’ sh+t (come on, n+gga, talk yo’ sh+t)
young n+gga, talk yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t

[verse 1]
young n+gga h+lla lit, b+tch on the ‘net wanna marry me (no cap)
young n+gga section lit, ho, let me pour champagne on you (ooh)
young n+gga gettin’ some wet ass head, this b+tch brain stormin’ (eugh)
young n+gga d+mn near jiffy lube how i drink oil (what the f+ck?)
hold on, run that young n+gga back, young n+gga said sum’ (what he say?)
give that young n+gga sp+ce, young n+gga outfit four grand on it (frrt, frrt)
young n+gga ride in that track’, but it’s a strike, switch the vin on ’em (skrrt)
young n+gga get “i love you” text from a b+tch, but it’s a thin line (i swear to god)
young n+gga p like penn, huh
young n+gga, i got pin stripes (i swear to god)
young n+gga got too much pride, he don’t wanna put no leg work
young n+gga, i’m big bro now, lil’ bro’s make my head hurt
i’m a young n+gga, i f+cked first, she wanna go on a date first (h+ll nah)
[chorus]
yeah, we high as sh+t
young n+gga, talk yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, talk yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t

[verse 2]
all my young n+ggas got switches, they don’t rap, they drill sh+t
she wanna prove she a down ass b+tch, she toppin’ me, no ten sh+t
i got yo’ back, feel like that’s twin sh+t, no friend sh+t
i got some money so d+mn old, i built the pyramids
bankroll in my denim, like pita bread, that’s thick sh+t (no cap)
she wanna see me so bad, fly overseas on spirit (haha)
young n+gga, flyin’ first class, like i said i play for the pistons
young n+gga on lean so bad, might see it when he p+ssin’, no cap

[chours]
young n+gga talk yo’ sh+t
young n+gga talk yo’ sh+t
young n+gga talk yo’ sh+t
n+gga talk yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
[verse 3]
this young n+gga think he jigga man, sippin’ pop ‘n’ cris’
this young n+gga really g.o.a.t. status, don’t need freshman list
i can’t lie, i call a hit, them boys’ll k!ll the president
that young n+gga pray hard at night, somehow i just can’t catch his ass
sometimes i think to myself these hoes so messy, i don’t know why i text they ass
sometimes i look in the mirror and say “you so dope, you need you a cartel stamp”
girl just pulled out the selfie cam, relax, don’t have a heart attack (stop shaking)
right now, i’m fresh like peppermint, this outfit can help yo’ breath
i need to lay off the drugs a bit, see wockhardt, hear wedding bell
spend so much on foreign clothes, think i helped with america’s debt

[chorus]
young n+gga, pop yo’ sh+t
young n+gga talk yo’ sh+t
young n+gga talk yo’ sh+t (yall n+ggas r+t+rded, man)
young n+gga talk yo’ sh+t

[outro]
young n+gga crazy, man
keep that like that



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