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christopher walking - pop smoke lyrics

[chorus]
n-ggas sayin’ they outside (ooh, haha)
n-ggas sayin’ they outside (woo, come outside)
send the addy, we gon’ slide (slide, slide, slide)
air it out when we arrive (doo-doo-doo-doo)
poppin’ that sh-t but they don’t want the smoke (nah, n-ggas don’t want no smoke)
she like it rough when we f-ck, so i’m grabbin’ that b-tch by the throat (grr)
n-ggas sayin’ they outside (they’re outside)
send the addy, we gon’ slide (slide, slide)

[verse 1]
heard he was talkin’, but he never jumped off the stoop (he never jumped off the stoop)
take down the streets, then i turn pull up and hop out and shoot (hop out and shoot)
and they say i got the juice (yeah, yeah)
i bought the dior, dior, now that’s all that i rock from the shoes (ayy)
porsche n-ggas, hot boy, you ain’t in the field, you a top boy
we gon’ tie that boy up like a cowboy
i’m the one that they envy like calboy (yeah)
broke b-tches ain’t allowed (you not allowed)
she wanna f-ck with a real one, but real n-ggas back in style
i ain’t no window shopper, your man out here window shoppin’ (yeah)
i be in all the stores, and no, we ain’t window shoppin’ (woo)
she throw it back ’cause i’m poppin’ (woo)
i’m makin’ plays with the, we run it back like an option (yeah)

[chorus]
woo
n-ggas sayin’ they outside (ooh, haha)
n-ggas sayin’ they outside (woo, come outside)
send the addy, we gon’ slide (slide, slide, slide)
air it out when we arrive (doo-doo-doo-doo)
poppin’ that sh-t but they don’t want the smoke (nah, n-ggas don’t want no smoke)
she like it rough when we f-ck, so i’m grabbin’ that b-tch by the throat (grr)
n-ggas sayin’ they outside (they’re outside)
send the addy, we gon’ slide

[verse 2]
just ’cause i dance, don’t think i’m p-ssy, don’t make me pull up with the stick (woo, stick, stick)
i got a louis v bag to match with the fit (louis v, louis v, louis)
vvs ones on my wrist (ice, ice, ice)
all this water on me, i got water for me and my b-tch (huh, me and my b-tch)
drownin’ (drownin’), flooded (flooded), they told me the price, i said, “f-ck it” (oh)
i spend it all with no budget (budget)
if it ain’t a hunnid, i ain’t budgin’ (huh, are you dumb?)
i made like two hunnid in london (bow)
you out here g-ssin’ these b-tches, you pumpin’ sh-t up like you budden (bow, bow, bow)
if i see a opp i’ma throw out the car (grr)
i’m at the crib with your b-tch
she came with a dress, she left with no drawers (huh, left with no drawers)
she love how i talk (love how i talk)
she know that papi outside, she know i’m the king of new york (grr)

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