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poppin - lakeyah lyrics

[intro]
alright*alright, alright, alright, alright
(og parker)
(got it on smash)
(hitmaka)

[chorus: lakeyah]
i might take your n*gga shoppin’, show you hoes what’s poppin’ (what’s up, b*tch)
pull up, bentley, to the projects, tell that n*gga, “hop in” (hop in)
i make ’em trap all day and tell that n*gga, “bring the profits” (bring it, bae)
i ride his face, he love the taste, i make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah)
bad b*tches in his comments, i’m the trendin’ topic (yeah)
this lil’ rocket in my pocket, don’t make me go pop it, yeah
i make ’em trap all day and tell that n*gga, “bring the profits” (bring it, bae)
i ride his face, he love thе taste, i make him eat it sloppy (hе like it, yeah)

[verse 1: lakeyah]
b*tch, i make him eat it sloppy, i might make him clean it up (yeah)
make that n*gga wanna top me, if he want me, eat it up (eat it up)
i don’t like these b*tches in my business, i don’t sneak and f*ck (yeah)
i might give that ho her problem, tell that b*tch to keep it up, yeah, yeah
we top floor with my top off
put it down on him, knock his socks off (uh)
show you b*tches how to pimp a n*gga
he can’t keep sh*t, he gotta drop it off (ayy)
pretty b*tch, he like to brag on me (brag)
tryna put a new ass on me (ass)
i’m so d*mn expensive, uh
he know he gotta spend a bag on me (on god)
i like b*tches more, i like b*tches who can pass the score (ayy)
she want that dior, i might make that ho get nasty for it
i be sellin’ n*ggas dreams, he like, “bae, talk to me nice” (duh)
i’m so indecisive, but that n*gga still gon’ wanna wife it (uh*huh)
[chorus: lakeyah]
i might take your n*gga shoppin’, show you hoes what’s poppin’ (what’s up, b*tch)
pull up, bentley, to the projects, tell that n*gga, “hop in” (hop in)
i make ’em trap all day and tell that n*gga, “bring the profits” (bring it, bae)
i ride his face, he love the taste, i make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah)
bad b*tches in his comments, i’m the trendin’ topic (i am, b*tch)
this lil’ rocket in my pocket, don’t make me go pop it, yeah
i make ’em trap all day and tell that n*gga, “bring the profits” (bring it, bae)
i ride his face, he love the taste, i make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah)

[verse 2: gucci mane]
these n*ggas try to be like gucci but they need to stop it (skrrt)
i get it off, pull up the whip, then f*ck up the profit (yeah)
i’m in my b truck with my feet up, gettin’ some sloppy toppy (ugh)
pockets on biggie and i love it when she call me papi (papi)
just came from cali’, spent a hundred*thousand dollars shoppin’ (well, d*mn)
it ain’t no budget, ain’t no option, if i want it, cop it (go)
she love it when i beat it up, she never tell me, “stop it” (never)
i let her see too much too quick, i hope she keep it silent (huh)
i’m in the ‘vip, takin’ a sip with my lil’ pocket rocket (pop, pop)
i’m just a dope boy from the six but i’m tryna buy the rockets (wow)
i’m in the corner with qc, it’s packed, it’s body, body (bling)
i hope that n0body try wop ’cause he gon’ hurt somebody (wop)

[chorus: lakeyah]
i might take your n*gga shoppin’, show you hoes what’s poppin’ (what’s up, b*tch)
pull up, bentley, to the projects, tell that n*gga, “hop in” (hop in)
i make ’em trap all day and tell that n*gga, “bring the profits” (bring it, bae)
i ride his face, he love the taste, i make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah)
bad b*tches in his comments, i’m the trendin’ topic (i am, b*tch)
this lil’ rocket in my pocket, don’t make me go pop it, yeah
i make ’em trap all day and tell that n*gga, “bring the profits” (bring it, bae)
i ride his face, he love the taste, i make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah)

- lakeyah lyrics

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