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pop dat - gloss up lyrics

[chorus: gloss up]
put an arch in your back, hmm, hands on your knees, yeah
what the h*ll you scared for? pop that please
pop that please, pop that please
pop that please, pop that please
who said money don’t grow on trees? got it fallin’ down like leaves
change the weather in this b*tch, hmm, pop that please
pop that please, pop that please
pop that please, pop that please (ayy, yeah)

[verse 1: gloss up]
money got me poppin’ it (poppin’), for a livin’
she gettin’ her motherf*ckin’ check and i can’t knock the b*tch (what?)
dance, prescriptions, no matter which one you is, make sure you poppin’ it (pop it)
her hands on her knees ’cause this her song and she not stoppin’ it (she not what?)
she not, ayy (she not stoppin’)
i’m gettin’ money
independent lil’ b*tch (b*tch), can’t ask no n*gga for nothin’ (i can’t)
he said he want that p*ssy (what?), gotta cough up somethin’ (on god)
like a car or a house, go to the bank, drop large amounts
yeah, i know that you a trick (i know), heard that sh*t, word of mouth, huh
he be blessin’ me, no deacon (no deacon), i be poppin’ it for no reason (no reason)
i wear moncler all year ’cause i be icy every season
ayy, one pop, two pop, three pop, four
if you not poppin’ it, b*tch, you can hit the door (yeah)
[chorus: gloss up & saucy santana]
put an arch in your back, hmm, hands on your knees, yeah
what the h*ll you scared for? pop that please
pop that please, pop that please
pop that please, pop that please
who said money don’t grow on trees? got it fallin’ down like leaves
change the weather in this b*tch, hmm, pop that please
pop that please (saucy), pop that please
pop that please (ayy, gloss), pop that please (tap me in, uh)

[verse 2: saucy santana]
change the weather, change my wig (uh)
pay for this cat, this p*ssy a gig (yeah)
i’m in the trap, i’m in the field
you f*ckin’ with me? b*tch, be for real
i’m tryna pop, she wanna bump
i’m with the gang, you can get jumped
stop playin’ games, b*tch, you ain’t drunk
get your ass whacked tryna get crunk (yeah)
pop it on the beat, pop it on the d
he like the way i rock, he like the way i sip
he like the way i dance, he like the way i groove
i’m lookin’ so good and n*ggas wanna choose (ow)
broke b*tch, who you talkin’ to? (hmm?)
i pimp n*ggas, you a prostitute
your mouth big, but your pockets mute (shh)
if i was you, i’d keep it cute
if i was you, i’d keep it cute
top notch b*tch, who you speakin’ to? (mwah)
birkin green, bands blue
ghetto b*tch, bamboos
poppin’ all that sh*t, but she gon’ fold under pressure
i’ma pop it for real, but first let’s pop this tesla
[chorus: gloss up]
put an arch in your back, hmm, hands on your knees, yeah
what the h*ll you scared for? pop that please
pop that please, pop that please
pop that please, pop that please
who said money don’t grow on trees? got it fallin’ down like leaves
change the weather in this b*tch, hmm, pop that please
pop that please, pop that please
pop that please, pop that please

- gloss up lyrics

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