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pop out - benjamin earl turner lyrics

[intro]
i get that, that sh*t sound logical, don’t it?
that sh*t sound like a mathematical equation
two plus two equals four
and then when i present the sh*t, she got a problem
it’s my birthday, b*tch
all these n*ggas be, ayy, yeah
all these n*ggas be jockin’, no cap
all these n*ggas be jockin’ me (skrrt)
we might, we might, we might

[verse 1]
we might spend all day (all day)
yeah, i mean that both ways (both ways)
we don’t care what people say (no)
miss me like i’m old kanye (yeah)
we show up tipped on ten (ten)
look at us, crèmе de la crème (mm)
ooh, they had crossеd me before (ooh)
no, we cannot make amends (ooh)
shinin’ my only revenge (ding)
p*ssy, it fell in my lap (my lap)
i got the world in my hand (ooh)
we got the hits and the slaps
we gon’ be late, bring a jacket (jacket)
we just finna kick it like jackie (chan)
get busy, rush hour traffic (skrrt)
you the one, you the one, i imagine (ooh)
[pre*chorus]
pop out (pop out), too t’d (ooh, ooh, ooh, too t’d)
on god (on god), who’s she? (who? who are you? who?)
too fly (too fly) so flee’ (yeah, so flee’)
come ride (come ride), you know me (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
i pull up to the cookout, all these n*ggas be jockin’ me
i pull up with a lookout, all these n*ggas be clockin’ me
i pull up to the cookout, all these b*tches be flockin’ me
jockin’ me, all these n*ggas be jockin’ me
i pull up to the cookout (oh), all these n*ggas be jockin’ me (ha)
i pull up with a lookout (oh), all these n*ggas be clockin’ me
i pull up to the cookout (ooh, oh), all these b*tches be flockin’ me (i pull up)
jockin’ me, (oh, oh, oh), all these n*ggas be jockin’ me

[verse 2]
gettin’ love in everybody’ barrio and you know that i’m loco with the audio (bah*bah)
i run the city, i ain’t talkin’ cardio
i’m everywhere, call me lil cameo (hey)
call me on the telephone, talkin’ ’bout, “wherefore art thou, romeo?” (romeo, romeo)
baby girl, i been in the studio, all this sh*t we makin’ go pistachio (all that)
when we get together, yeah, it’s magical (yeah)
yeah, i know you told ’bout the horoscopes
stars talkin’ ’bout we so compatible (uh)
you and me ain’t nothin’ but some animals (yeah)
baby, pick a spot that you wanna go
we’ll get it jumpin’ like an antelope (jump)
wear what’s gon’ hug on the cantaloupe
now we makin’ love on the camera phone
[pre*chorus]
pop out (pop out), too t’d (too t’d)
on god (on god), who’s she? (who are you?)
too fly (too fly) so flee’ (yeah, so flee’)
come ride (come ride), you know me (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
i pull up to the cookout, all these n*ggas be jockin’ me
i pull up with a lookout, all these n*ggas be clockin’ me
i pull up to the cookout, all these b*tches be flockin’ me
jockin’ me, all these n*ggas be jockin’ me
i pull up to the cookout, all these n*ggas be jockin’ me
i pull up with a lookout, all these n*ggas be clockin’ me
i pull up to the cookout, all these b*tches be flockin’ me
jockin’ me, all these n*ggas be jockin’ me

[outro]
all these n*ggas be flockin’ me

- benjamin earl turner lyrics

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