Get To Poppin


Rich Boy, 3 minutes

Get To Poppin
  • Get To Poppin


Rich Boy

Here I come

When niggas get to poppin
Get get down, get get g-get get down (down)
Get down, g-g-g-g-get down
When niggas get to poppin

Money, cars, stars, they be ballin'
Playas, pimps, dem hoes, dey be callin'
Microphone check (check), one (one), two (two), four (four)
Who? Da fourth is you
I shut da whole block down like motherfuckin' P.D.
Niggas wanna be me, dey friends come and see me
Crack, rock, da block is hot
Dem niggas hate'n on me for da hoes dat I got
But I ain't even trippin' off a trick as bit
Cause y'all motherfuckers ain't hittin' off shit
Broke ass nigga, joke ass nigga
Mess around and be a little smoke ass nigga
Rich Boy chillin'
Polo chillin'
What mo' can I say, we bout millions
That's what we get, we got it good
And you know we in yo hood


Dem boys stillin', dem boys dealin'
Up in da hood, dem boys killin'
I'm cold, put ya sweaters on like lil' Charlie Brown
I got enough rounds to lay da whole place down
35-thousand dollar watch, 100-thousand dollar drop
3-million dollar spot
One, two, it don't stop, bitch
Getcha money hustle up
Bubble 10 double up
You a motherfuckin' squirrel tryna get a nut (nut)
From top to bottom, dem hoes, I got em
Don't ask me how, don't know who shot em
You snitch ass nigga, bitch ass nigga
Mess around, getcha self killed little nigga


Rich boy chillin'
Polo chillin'
What more can I say, we bout millions
Dats what we get, we got it good
And you know we in yo hood


When niggas get to poppin'

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