) Poppin Bottles (Aye) (ohhhh yeahhh) Poppin Bottles (Aye) (poppin bottles oh yeah) Poppin Bottles (Aye) (oooooh yeahh) Poppin Bottles (come on)(Aye) (poppin
girl like the way I tote the Louis bags Souljaboy Tellem, got a million dollar swag We gettin' money, all about the dollar Poppin' these tags like I'm poppin
Calling shawty on the phone tryna figure out what's good Told me that you got and your body's up to no good If you need a ride I don't mind poppin up
Bro, what's poppin'? It's 'bout time, real Chi-Town niggas link up Without no further a due I give you Yung Berg and Twista, let's get it in Where do
that ass in order Yo, check, yo You gettin' close to me when you hit them rocks on the banks So grab your flippers, goggles and oxygen tank Go grab
evil metal when the dog pedals to the floor I'm routin' down south, for my aim is to score Eight cylinder, screamin' 'fuck the law!' Got a tank full
bitch] I took your microphone, you can't get it back because your rap was wack I'm comin fifty strong in an armored tank and takin money to the bank "
teen You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a Scream Audi Coupe, looking good so I went and copped it Got that TT poppin' like a trending topic My
if ya need anythin hit the safe deposit box outa town for a month came home with a duff that was one point sumet pimp ask khaled lobster salad mobsta ackonelge im poppin
I got these haters, mad I can love that When you got love for the streets, they give ya love back Look in my eyes, you can tell I ain't never scared Poppin
fuck that, my guns gotta speech problem They stutter when they spit Go through you when they hit, my shit ain't got no manners Chromed out sniper rifle with the tank
the fifteens, ten inch reclined on screens And I'm a fine dime piece, I be sharp as a crease Quick to get it poppin', like water in hot grease And it
the ending chase g's these pretty women are just here to make my ride a full course with all the trimmings women in my water tank and drinkin henn and
P] Ah dog we off the heezy Snoop and P together for cheesy Poppin' collars from the South to the Wizest We off, see the tank around our nizeck We O.G
the shop, take a mile, grab em up paint a ten clear coats, to make it shine make me circle through the neighborhood 55 times with my gas tank full, drank
told ya (and nothing or no one could ever change that) Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til I die. [magic] I'm a soldier see the tank on my
told ya (and nothing or no one could ever change that) Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til i die. [Magic] I'm a soldier see the tank on my
you can't handle it E with the English, extin'uish styles extremist Bald head beamers run wild It's the kid with the gold cup, stepped out like, "What?" What's poppin
