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letra de pop yo shit (feat. mani jaee & tay bandz) - dj tay b.

whoa
whoa
you’re in the mix with the one and only
mr taytookyagirl

bad b-tch pop yo sh-t
real n-gga pop yo sh-t
look at the ice on my wrist, all of these diamonds they hit
these n-ggahs ain’t bout sh-t
he ain’t talking bout sh-t
strapped in this b-tch with them macs and them rugers
don’t get us p-ssed off

bad b-tch pop yo sh-t (pop yo sh-t yea yea yea)
real n-ggah talk yo sh-t (talk yo sh-t)
my n-ggahs a hit some
my b-tch she official

when i walk in the door they gone stare
so you know i gotta pop my sh-t
disco ball on my wrist
young n-gga ask how i got it i told em to run it up
my team on my back
and i put in work just to make sure n0body can f-ck with us
i’m talking my sh-t
and for n-ggas who hatin just lay down cuz n-gga it’s up with us
b-tch i’m a kick it for all of them nights i was broke
in the crib tryna make a lil come up
flex on a b-tch with a b-tch that i met on the gram
and she bout it i dare you to run up
and not to mention she flexible
before i bless her, i make sure she edible
then when she blessing me lord it’s incredible
that’s not my b-tch tho if we being technical
tryna cop me a matte black 4 door
foreign with the forgiato’s sittin on 4 4’s
cuz got the pressure coming to me for the low tho
wrap or wood either way i’m a blow tho
tryna cop me a matte black 4 door
foreign with the forgiato’s sittin on 4 4’s
cuz got the pressure coming to me for the low tho
wrap or wood either way i’m a blow tho
haha b-tch
hmm
bad b-tch pop yo sh-t (pop yo sh-t yea yea yea)
real n-ggah talk yo sh-t (real n-gga talk yo sh-t)
my n-ggas a hit some (for mee)
my b-tch she official

uhh
my n-ggas a hit sum (they gon hit sum)
my b-tch she official (she so bad bad bad)
my n-ggas a hit sum
blu money maf
hold up hold up
all my b-tches pop they sh-t
all of em bad dena b-tch
you don’t want no smoke in this b-tch
all of my n-ggas be strapped
we snuck in this b-tch with them sticks
book a young n-gga
i pop my sh-t
shut up lol b-tch yeen talm bout sh-t
cartier wrist
cost a lil money when you drip like this
this
s/o to freddie
now young n-ggas eatin
they eyes on a kid and i know they believe me
i took off on n-ggas
i know that they see me
compete with no n-gga so how you gone beat me?
b-tch i’m that n-gga so watch you treat me
watch how you talk to a n-gga
nah i can’t stop for them n-ggas
and my b-tch bad she gone rock for a n-gga
rock rock rock
bad b-tch pop yo sh-t ahh (pop yo sh-t yea yea yea)
real n-ggah talk yo sh-t ahh (real n-gga talk yo sh-t ah)
my n-ggahs a hit some (for me)
my b-tch she official

uhh my b-tch she official
blu money mafia aye
pop yo sh-t yea yea yea

- dj tay b

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