"SHE GON POP IT" lyrics
"SHE GON POP IT"
(feat. Megan Thee Stallion & Ty Dolla $ign)
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
Ooh, yeah, ah (Ayy, ayy)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, cash)
Shawty independent, all about that bag, yeah (All about that bag, yeah)
Get that money, count it fast (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, fast)
If that's your best friend, smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)
Girl, I got options, I want, you, you, and you too (You, you, and you too)
Shawty, I'ma freak and I'ma eat it, make you cum too (Yeah)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Stalli, hey, hey)
If that's your best friend, smack her on the ass, yeah (Look)
Big old, big old ass, I like money, I need cash (Baow, baow, baow)
Throw that thing in reverse, drop it slow and pop it fast, ooh (Hey, hey, baow-baow-baow)
Look like he got money so you know I'm on that nigga head (Hey, yeah, yeah)
He ain't tryna spend it, so I send my niggas in instead (Hey, yeah, yeah)
Hit the strip, spend that shit, trickin' on my favorite bitch (Hey)
Big old chain, big old ring, lookin' like my favorite lick (Hey, hey, favorite lick)
Bitch, I'm with my bestie so you know you better play it cool (Yeah, play it cool)
If you want the drama, then you know my bitches want it too (Yeah, baow, baow-baow)
Pop it, pop it for that cash (Yeah, yeah)
I've been drinkin' so you know I'm finna shake that ass (Hey, hey, shake that ass)
Told that nigga, "Blow a bag" (Hey, hey, blow a bag)
If he ain't spendin', he know he ain't finna get this ass (Hey, hey, ah)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, cash)
Shawty independent, all about that bag, yeah (All about that bag, yeah)
Get that money, count it fast (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, fast)
If that's your best friend, smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)
Girl, I got options, I want, you, you, and you too (You, you, and you too)
Shawty, I'ma freak and I'ma eat it, make you cum too (Yeah)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, yeah)
If that's your best friend, smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)
I got all this gold on, she might see a rainbow
And her pussy drippin' wet, I might need a raincoat
I don't want no lame ho, like my bitches turnt up
Here a couple of bands, that's for fuckin' up your lacefront (Sorry)
Work a bitch knees out, sweat her weave out
Gon' bust them double Ds out, let's see what she about (Show it)
Quick to ask a bitch, what's her work schedule?
Tell her, "Take the day off and suck me like a dirt devil"
Know she like to brag (Brag), she ain't got no gag (Gag)
Last summer she was slim, then she went and bought a ass (Ass)
She can't wait to throw that pussy on a nigga with that bag
Hop in and leave your broke baby daddy in the past (Fuck him)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, cash)
Shawty independent, all about that bag, yeah (All about that bag, yeah)
Get that money, count it fast (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, fast)
If that's your best friend, smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)
Girl, I got options, I want, you, you, and you too (You, you, and you too)
Shawty, I'ma freak and I'ma eat it, make you cum too (Yeah)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, yeah)
If that's your best friend, smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)
Writer(s): Tyrone Griffin, Derrick Gray, Jordan Houston, Megan Pete, Benjamin Workman
- AZLyrics
- J
- Juicy J Lyrics
album:
"THE HUSTLE CONTINUES" (2020)
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