POP IT

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Bbyafricka - Rap

POP IT

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[Chorus] Ay, bitches love to pop it, come and pop it in my face Already sent the addy so you know where I stand I already fucked your daddy so I know where you lay When I run into you, bitch, you better pray up that day Demons 'bout to run you, bitch, you better say your grace I be schemin' for no reason, why you bitches gotta mate Tryna play like you struggle, bitch, you ain't never been slowin' me Tryna play me, pop your bubble, you gon' fuck around and get killed [Verse] Voices in my head, they be on some wild shit I got voices in my head, they're tellin' me to pop your whip I can't stand no fake hood, fake [?] ass bitch I can't stand no [?] pussy ass bitch I can't stand no drugged up, boozy [?] nigga Bro couldn't even get his dick up, old loser ass nigga Where the fuck is your dough, nigga? Where the fuck is your hoes, nigga? If you ain't givin' me dick, I'ma slide If you is not my main bitch, I can't ride This nigga think I'm sweet, apple pie Sike, don't touch me 'cause I ain't scared to die [Chorus] Ay, bitches love to pop it, come and pop it in my face Already sent the addy so you know where I stand I already fucked your daddy so I know where you lay When I run into you, bitch, you better pray up that day Demons 'bout to run you, bitch, you better say your grace I be schemin' for no reason, why you bitches gotta mate Tryna play like you struggle, bitch, you ain't never been slowin' me Tryna play me, pop your bubble, you gon' fuck around and get killed

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