Chicken - N - Beer, 4m 49sec

  • P-Poppin'



One more again head down pussy popping on a handstand

Head down pussy pussy popping
Head down pussy pussy popping
Head down pussy pussy popping
Head down pussy popping on a handstand

On a handstand
On my american bandstands
Summersalts cartwheels bitch just keep on dancing
Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole
And feel this dick-dick getting out of control
Oh no keep going till a nigga like me say stop
Let it kiss the sky and then make it drop
Cut and twist if you don't like it you can fuck cris
I'm rubbing clicks so stay in catch don't try to duck and miss
Do your stretches don't pull no hamstrings
You got me moving without your doing the damn thing
Stronger muscles exercise every body your body hurts
Lets do this sweating thank god your bath and body works
I like a woman who makes her own doe don't need a lot of help
But your heart'll melt if I put a thousand in your garder belt
Lip gloss traces your pierced in 11 places
And your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH!

[Chorus: x2]

I'ma send a chapter to this pussy popping legacy
Trying ta be that bitch cant no bitches don't fuck wit me
When I pop that cris I'm on that business and bubbly
When I'm in that 6 wit 20s spinning on luxury
Cause I got that head game
Picking 'up that bed frame
But don't get me wrong now shawty goin' let that led hang
Better learn that game shawty
Better get your man shawty
For he end up tamed and be gone all in the brain shawty
This here be futuristic
This business so explicit
The way I brake it down for you bitches, its so explicit
Let it go now front back watch me drop it like that
Show me where that money at
Boy come wit them money stacks
Now break in wit that pussy popping
That pussy dropping to the floe
And got these niggas he wanting mo
Wit out that doe popi ain't nothing happen
Cause that's the show I'm from go juking that pussy popping
Stopping that pussy dropping gone

[Chorus: x2]

Every time we hit the club
What we need at least 50 deep
Purple coat and grichi got everybody keed
At the club 7 days a week find DTP up in this bitch
More height popping dropping god damn shawty who is this
Redbone wit a Scorpio tatted on her tummy
I'm sitting slouched back in the chair stunting waving money
And shawty start zig zagging a dariair for me
A bowlegged darbreded said her name was strawberry
Up pussy pushed in a whole lota want mo
Reached in my pocket grabbed a G and then threw it on the floe
Here u deserve this doe now jump on stage and work the pole
Face down ass up hoe hands on those
Now pop that koochie you know the procedure
If you want this cash gotta make that ass shake like a seizure
Either magic or pleases
Find me spending cheese up
Maxing out my visa
Tricking on strip teasers

[Chorus: x3]

Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing, BUG MUSIC, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING

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