Pop That (remix) Lyrics - Game

Hey Walle, get on the phone man, call that nigga Meek Mill 

Tell that nigga Meek Mill get on the phone call that nigga Boss 

Tell Boss get on the phone, call that nigga French Montana man 

Tell this nigga let me hold this beat too man, lego 

Pop that, dont stop, pop that dont stop 

Pop that, dont stop, pop that dont stop 

Pop that, dont stop, pop that dont stop 

Pop that, dont stop, pop that dont stop 

Uncle Luke, you better that hoe, 

Im the shit bitch and I know you smell that hoe 

Beat the pussy I swoll that hoe 

Lick the cat and it aint hoe 

Cops be easy never wear that dope 

You from the Kim Cain nigga share that hoe 

Reall nigga everywhere I go 

You got one, you better mad that hoe 

She got a fat monkey, a camel toe 

She a meenie and she call me daddyo 

She like it from the back, no paddy oh 

Im from the to her daddy know 

Im fresh as fuck, no flat top 

I got sit flops in that black drop 

I got green things in my backpack 

Im thugging, welcome back Pac 

Im a mac nigga, no laptop 

My bitch ass fat and no ass shots 

She get motivated when that cans drop 

Dont call my bitch no stripper nigga 

Shes an exotic dancer to twerk when you tip her, nigga 

Amber Rose aint got nothing on my life 

Made in good, aint got nothing on china 

And I aint no tiger, I aint no tiger 

Made in good, aint got nothing on china 

Shit Japan aint got nothing on china 

Wish that was me, nothing on china 

Damn, there I go again 

I aint tryna start nothing by speaking nothing on china 

Dont stop, popping that, she pick it up and she dropping it 

I like red bones a little chocolate 

And Im asap with that rocket list 

And Im swagging and splashing and fucking these hoes 

Im blowing that kush and its stucked in my clothes 

They blowing my dick for that nothing they knows 

These niggas they know they cant fuck with the flow 

My mind be as cold, my bitches are hot 

We walk in the club, she sneak in the Glock 

We turning it up, off of peach and Sirock 

With bottles and bottles 

Like when does it stop? 

With models and models they known to be fucking 

She say she a virgin I know that she bluffing 

Im not gonna stuff 

I turn on the oven and whoaaa!!! 

Coke boy I like home boy 

I got a gold impala like gold boy 

Twerking it, working it 

Like waffle house Im serving it 

They play with it, Im murking shit 

you square niggas with your circle head 

And you dont stop, what you twerking with 

And you dont stop, what you twerking with 

And you dont stop, what you twerking with 

And you dont stop, what you twerking with 

Pop that, dont stop, pop that dont stop 

Pop that, dont stop, pop that dont stop 

Pop that, dont stop, pop that dont stop 

Pop that, dont stop, pop that dont stop. 

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