"POPPIN'" lyrics
Lost my heart a couple days ago, this shit ain't been the same
Had to pour up purple rain, it made me numb from all this pain
All exotic smoke when I'm in that foreign, switchin' lanes
My young nigga jump out with the thangs, you run, but we got range
Bitch, I grew up with some problems
I'm in that field, I know some killers and some robbers
A hundred deep up in this bitch, it look like we mobbin'
But bitch, I do what the fuck I want just 'cause I'm poppin'
Yeahhh...
'Cause I stand on business, I move like a boss
We catch oppositions, push up and get lost
Plenty blues on me like I'm not running out
On your block, been runnin' shit—got me exhausted
This lil' bitch gon' pull that drank up and get saucy
Bitches tell me I'm the one, I hear that often
You just knew I was the one soon as I walked in
You know this ain't what you want, so knock it off then
Lost my heart a couple days ago, this shit ain't been the same
Had to pour up purple rain, it made me numb from all this pain
All exotic smoke when I'm in that foreign, switchin' lanes
My young nigga jump out with the thangs, you run, but we got range
Bitch, I grew up with some problems
I'm in that field, I know some killers and some robbers
A hundred deep up in this bitch, it look like we mobbin'
But bitch, I do what the fuck I want just 'cause I'm poppin'
I know they don't understand me, I been trippin'
I got voices in my head like Randy
Bad bitch! I can't hit that hoe if she ain't candy
Bad bitch! Shawty thick as shit—hope I can handle it
We don't speak on business, stand on shit 'cause I'm a handler (duhhh)
Bitch, I run my block, keep shit in order like a chancellor (bitchh)
You know I been that nigga, can turn your hoe into a dancer
Bitch, I got my fire—these niggas gotta die since they want cancer
Why these niggas gon' play? Bitch, I got questions, I need answers
Ever since I got money, why these bitches think I'm handsome?
Niggas don't mention my name, I'll have my young nigga spin at random
Lost my heart a couple days ago, this shit ain't been the same
Had to pour up purple rain, it made me numb from all this pain
All exotic smoke when I'm in that foreign, switchin' lanes
My young nigga jump out with the thangs, you run, but we got range
Bitch, I grew up with some problems
I'm in that field, I know some killers and some robbers
A hundred deep up in this bitch, it look like we mobbin'
But bitch, I do what the fuck I want just 'cause I'm poppin'
Yeahhh...
Had to pour up purple rain, it made me numb from all this pain
All exotic smoke when I'm in that foreign, switchin' lanes
My young nigga jump out with the thangs, you run, but we got range
Bitch, I grew up with some problems
I'm in that field, I know some killers and some robbers
A hundred deep up in this bitch, it look like we mobbin'
But bitch, I do what the fuck I want just 'cause I'm poppin'
Yeahhh...
'Cause I stand on business, I move like a boss
We catch oppositions, push up and get lost
Plenty blues on me like I'm not running out
On your block, been runnin' shit—got me exhausted
This lil' bitch gon' pull that drank up and get saucy
Bitches tell me I'm the one, I hear that often
You just knew I was the one soon as I walked in
You know this ain't what you want, so knock it off then
Lost my heart a couple days ago, this shit ain't been the same
Had to pour up purple rain, it made me numb from all this pain
All exotic smoke when I'm in that foreign, switchin' lanes
My young nigga jump out with the thangs, you run, but we got range
Bitch, I grew up with some problems
I'm in that field, I know some killers and some robbers
A hundred deep up in this bitch, it look like we mobbin'
But bitch, I do what the fuck I want just 'cause I'm poppin'
I know they don't understand me, I been trippin'
I got voices in my head like Randy
Bad bitch! I can't hit that hoe if she ain't candy
Bad bitch! Shawty thick as shit—hope I can handle it
We don't speak on business, stand on shit 'cause I'm a handler (duhhh)
Bitch, I run my block, keep shit in order like a chancellor (bitchh)
You know I been that nigga, can turn your hoe into a dancer
Bitch, I got my fire—these niggas gotta die since they want cancer
Why these niggas gon' play? Bitch, I got questions, I need answers
Ever since I got money, why these bitches think I'm handsome?
Niggas don't mention my name, I'll have my young nigga spin at random
Lost my heart a couple days ago, this shit ain't been the same
Had to pour up purple rain, it made me numb from all this pain
All exotic smoke when I'm in that foreign, switchin' lanes
My young nigga jump out with the thangs, you run, but we got range
Bitch, I grew up with some problems
I'm in that field, I know some killers and some robbers
A hundred deep up in this bitch, it look like we mobbin'
But bitch, I do what the fuck I want just 'cause I'm poppin'
Yeahhh...
