Poppin’

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Can I get a wittness? Yeah Can I get a wittness? [Chorus] That pussy poppin all night long That pussy, that pussy All of her friends tryna say that she wrong But she provides She provide for her children Get it, mama That pussy poppin all night long That pussy, that pussy All of her friends tryna say that she wrong But she provides She provide for her children Shake it, mama [Verse 1] [?] shake that ass, you [?] Uh, uh, [?] shake some G, G, bend over, let a nigga see that pink She see a real nigga, she a true freak If you a lame ass nigga, she don't speak Let [?] convo is money All the brok e niggas say she act funny She got a 600 [?] too clean [?] house on 17th Street She pop that ass every night to the beat Slow night, she make [?] at least I like shawty, she refuse to struggle Got respect for a bitch that hustle [Chorus] That pussy poppin all night long That pussy, that pussy All of her friends tryna say that she wrong But she provides She provide for her children Get it, mama That pussy poppin all night long That pussy, that pussy All of her friends tryna say that she wrong But she provides She provide for her children Shake it, mama [Verse 2] She climbing, she climbing She climbing up that pole Tryna [?] [?] Cliantell, 'cause the girl got treats Never seen a girl do it like [?] Make that ass clap [?] [?] True thurobread bitch, 'bout paper A broke ho can't help but to hate her She dress fly, lil mama got flavor She [?] my homeboy [?] [?] But old girl, she would die with the lick Got that boy head [?] like a [?] And she [?] [Chorus] That pussy poppin all night long That pussy, that pussy All of her friends tryna say that she wrong But she provides She provide for her children Get it, mama That pussy poppin all night long That pussy, that pussy All of her friends tryna say that she wrong But she provides She provide for her children Shake it, mama