"Poppin" lyrics
DJ Chris Cross & HoodRich Pablo Juan Lyrics
"Poppin"
It's DJ Chris Cross
Too much game
I'm the soul snatcher
Let's Go!
Aye Gualo Made This
Money World
She gone jump on that dick my lil grasshopper
Cartier frames my shades proper
I don't give a fuck what they say about her
Too much game, but I don't play about her
I'm a soul snatcher
I'm gone take up out her
Keep it too real
Ain't nothing fake about her
This a money world
Bae I'm all bout a dollar
Brain might not be a damn, if she ain't a scholar
She gone jump on that dick my lil grasshopper
Cartier frames my shades proper
I don't give a fuck what they say about her
Too much game, but I don't play about her
I'm a soul snatcher
I'm gone take up out her
Keep it too real
Ain't nothing fake about her
This a money world
Bae I'm all bout a dollar
Brain might not be a damn, if she ain't a scholar
Cup of lean shot of Reposado
Doing OnlyFans but she say she a model
I'm too playa, so that ain't no problem
Give me your heart bae, I'm gone take it
I got you
She eat it off the bone, like its lobster
Fuck me good bae, you making the roster
I kick so much shit like a pro at the soccer
On high tops with Balenciagas
That ain't my bitch, if I ain't buy her no car
Hit from the back and I'm raising the value
You know she gone holler
Only pay for pussy, when I'm in Nevada
She gone be gushy and she gone swallow
Hoodrich
I keep the bands like Ahk
Pablo, my bitch like Griselda Blanco
Beat up that pussy, I'm some like a boxer
Deep throat, I think she than took out her tonsils
Pull up on Foxes, ain't nothing but bosses
She fucked me too good and left me exhausted
Silent assassin, don't do too much talking
Designer jeans, that's what fill up my closet
She gone fuck with the team
And that's when I lost it
I make it cream that cake got frosting
Make it a crime scene cause the pussy getting slaughtered
She gone jump on that dick my lil grasshopper
Cartier frames my shades proper
I don't give a fuck what they say about her
Too much game, but I don't play about her
I'm a soul snatcher
I'm gone take up out her
Keep it too real
Ain't nothing fake about her
This a money world
Bae I'm all bout a dollar
Brain might not be a damn, if she ain't a scholar
She gone jump on that dick my lil grasshopper
Cartier frames my shades proper
I don't give a fuck what they say about her
Too much game, but I don't play about her
I'm a soul snatcher
I'm gone take up out her
Keep it too real
Ain't nothing fake about her
This a money world
Bae I'm all bout a dollar
Brain might not be a damn, if she ain't a scholar
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- HoodRich Pablo Juan Lyrics
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