Pop The Trunk Lyrics - Singles - Celly Cel

Smoke something 

I just bought me a Coupe Deville, 

Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel 

Now all the ATL niggas wanna jack cause I'm from Texas, 

Never seen candy with the fifth on the back 

I'm coming down the west end, niggas trying to jack 

And bust a right Coney Island pop the trunk and started capping 

Niggas was happening put they Burboun to the floor nigga 

Hard to bust back but I was penetrating they doe 

Nigga in PA, it's like the wild, wild west 

Throwing all packed ? and we all wear vests 

When the shit pop out, who gon stunt, 

Nigga ain't shooting me first I fin to pop the trunk 

[UGK] 

These niggas keep talking like they want the funk 

But niggas love to talk shit I fin to pop the trunk 

Running off at they dick suckers getting it crunk 

Nigga I'm high off this weed I fin to pop the trunk 

Steady fronting like a man but you show me a punk 

Man I knew he was a bitch I had to pop the trunk 

All we really came to do is just smoke some scum 

These niggas steady running me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk 

[Celly Cel] 

You niggas didn't know that I was outta control 

Slow yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo fo 

Head you better off dead than to fuck around with psycho niggas 

Don't be trying to plead yo case cuz I don't even like no niggas 

In my face, trying to question me about some drama 

Only answer to two people: God and my mama 

Far as niggas trying to put me in the cross, 

Let em holler at my bitch, Nina Ross hoe house boss 

I bet you mind something in, run and tell a friend 

? on the Gin, I think he said "trippin" once again 

It ain't no stopping me, get at me then I'm dumping on ya, 

Riding past yo funeral hanging out the window slumping on ya 

You didn't know, they didn't tell you boy you better listen 

While I shoot this shit before you put yourself in that position 

Niggas that know me know I specialize in having bump 

You can have the tail way from the shovel so we can pop the trunk 

These niggas keep talking like they want the funk 

Man cause his bitch chose me I fin to pop the trunk 

Running off at they dick suckers getting it crunk 

Cause I'm fucking yo gal I got to pop the trunk 

Steady fronting like a man but you show me a punk 

Nigga tried to jack my car I had to pop the trunk 

All we really came to do is just smoke some scum 

Smoking at the tittie bar I had to pop the trunk 

[Bun B] 

Under Cali's blue skies, smoking on chronicles and chocolate ties 

Even when we tell the truth, the hoes we lies, 

Man ain't no disguise, doing ninety week flies, 

Ain't got no time for middle men and small fries, 

Only money conversation and big thighs, 

Let me talk to your boss man, the nigga wit the pies, 

And back yo ass up and don't act so surprised, 

When pistols start to cock, hands start to rise, 

Nobody move too fast I advise, 

Or you can catch a hot one right between ya eyes, 

Recognize I done set me sights on the prize, 

And put lights out with boom fifty bye, bye's, 

I'm labeling my life off of rap and weed highs, 

And ask my agent bout my fucking shoe size., 

But fucking wit us ain't wise, 

We get crunk, we came to pop the trunk 

What, the trunk 

These niggas keep talking like they want the funk 

I knew he was the police I had to pop the trunk 

Running off at they dick suckers gettin it crunk 

Man I'm sipping on ? popping the trunk 

Steady fronting like a man but you show me a punk 

? I had to pop the trunk 

All we really came to do is just smoke some scum 

To make it, make it crunk I had to pop the trunk 

[Pimp C] 

I know that they some bitches had to pop the trunk 

California to Texas popping the trunk 

UGK and Celly Cel we bout to pop the trunk 

Sipping on Hennessy ? I fin to pop the trunk, bitch 

Smoke somethin, 

D time, PA, uh, '97 

Smoke something, 

Representing money, like Too $hort bitch