Pop Tags Lyrics - Cocaine Mafia - French Montana

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Drop that pussy, bitch, whatcha twerkin' with 

I'm young, papi, Champagne 

They know the face and they know the name 

Drop that pussy, bitch, whatcha you twerkin' with 

Work, work, work, work, bounce 

Work, work, work, work, bounce 

Work, work, work, work, bounce 

Work, work, work, work, bounce 

What you twerkin' with 

What you twerkin' with 

What you twerkin' with 

What you twerkin' with 

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Work, work, work, work, work, work 

What you twerkin' with, throw it, bust it open 

Show me what you twerk with 

Ass so fat, need a lap dance 

I'm in that white ghost, chasin' Pac-Man 

Hundred out the lot, I be leanin', that's a WOP 

Hundred large, bring a mop, cars tinted like Barack 

Got a Brinks truck in my pocket 

Thirty chains on my collar 

Two drops, no mileage, top off like Wallace 

And I'm hella smoke, bitch, know that 

Filthy rich before rap 

Your new deal, I throw that 

Three beans, I'm on that 

We pop a molly, she bust it open 

She seen the 'gatti, that pussy soakin' 

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Whatcha twerkin' with, don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that, whatcha twerkin' with 

I love my big booty bitches, my life a Godfather picture 

Local club in my city, I fell in love with a stripper 

Bitches know I'm that nigga, talkin' four door Bugatti 

I'm the life of the party, let's get these hoes on the Molly 

You know I came to stunt, so drop that pussy, bitch 

I got what you want, drop that pussy, bitch 

Film it, film it, this bitch want me to film it 

Ballin', ballin' like I play for New England 

Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute 

That's fifty, one hundred, I see no fuckin' limits 

Shout out to Uncle Luke, shout out my bitches too 

We the two live crew, two for me, two for you 

Feed them bitches carrots, fuck 'em like a rabbit 

Sorry, that's a habit, smoke a spliff and then I vanish 

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Whatcha twerkin' with, don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that, whatcha twerkin' with 

I'm about bein' single, seein' double, makin' triple 

I hope you pussy niggas hatin' never make a nickel 

It's good to make it better when your people make it with you 

Money comin', money goin', ain't like you could take it with you 

It's about to be a hit right now 

Fuck back, then we the shit right now 

Dropped Take Care, bought a motherfuckin' crib 

Pickin' up the keys to that bitch right now 

OVO, that's major shit 

Toronto with me, that's mayor shit 

Gettin' cheddar packs like KD 

OKC, that's player shit 

We don't dress alike, we don't rap alike 

I shine different, I rhyme different 

Only thing you got is some years on me 

Man, fuck you and your time difference 

I'm Young Papi, champagne 

They know the face and they know the name 

Got one watch that could probably pay for like 

All your chains and you'd owe me change, ah 

Greystone, twenty bottles, that's on me 

On the couch, wildin' out, yellin', free my niggas 'til they all free 

One of my closest dawgs got three kids and they all three 

But we always been that type of crew that been good without a plan B 

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Whatcha twerkin' with, don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that, whatcha twerkin' with 

Bitch, stop talkin' that shit 

And suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit 

Okay, I fuck a bitch and I'm gone 

That's gangsta, Al Capone 

I make that pussy spit like Bone 

I'm talkin' 'bout bone, bone, bone, bone 

I'm fuckin with French, excuse my French 

I lose my mind before I lose my bitch 

Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing 

Bitch, I ball like two eyelids 

YMCM, beat that pussy up, stop playin' 

I make her ass scream and holla like rock bands 

I'm a beast, I'm off the leash, I am rich like a bitch 

On my Proactive shit, pop that pussy like a zit 

I go by the name Lil Tunechi, your girl is a groupie 

And nigga, you's a square and I will twist you like a Rubix 

Motherfucker, I'm on my skateboard, watch me do a trick, ho 

I'm 55" but I could sixty-nine, then beat that pussy like Klitschko 

It's French Montana, fuck Joe 

It's Weezy F, fuck hoes 

It's truck the world, it's truck yo girl 

It's Trukfit by the truck load, biatch 

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that 

Whatcha twerkin' with, don't stop, pop that, don't stop 

Pop that, pop that, pop that, whatcha twerkin' with