Megan thee stallion pop it lyrics

Pop It Lyrics

Intro
Let the BandPlay (Yeah)

Verse 1: Bankroll Freddie
Young nigga turnt, I’ma pop it (I’ma pop it)
Keep me a .30, nigga, this ain’t no Roxy (Baow)
Get your ass shot, I ain’t doin’ no boxing (No boxing)
I cook this shit in they face like Hibachi
I know he hatin’, I got the bitch watchin’ (Haha)
She on my drip and she like how I pop it (Oh, she like it)
He can’t afford neither one of these watches (Nah)
She wanna fuck and she heard that I’m toxic (Big toxic)
I wanna fuck on lil’ mama, she thick (Ooh)
Booty so big, ooh, look at them hips (Look at her)
Like how she shake it, might give her a tip (Give a tip)
Go to the back, I might give her this tip (Ooh)
Straight to the room, got her all on my zip (Zip it up)
Beat that thang up from the back, let mе dip (From the back)
Say she got water, wеll I need a sip (Ooh)
Pussy low mileage, take me on a trip (Yeah)
I know for a fact that she feelin’ me (Ooh, ooh)
Catch us a vibe, yeah, she matchin’ my energy (Yeah)
She a lil’ hood, I think she’s from Tennessee (On God)
Booty so big, could of thought she from Texas (Texas)
She got the peach, could of thought she from Georgia
That pussy so wet, well take me to Florida (Ooh)
I kinda adored her, so I Dior’d her
Let’s hit up Lenox and blow us a quarter, yeah (Quarter)

Chorus: Bankroll Freddie
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it (Ooh), pop it
(Let the BandPlay)

Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion
Ayy, young bitch lit, I’ma shake some (Shake some)
If he got money, you know I’ma take some
Whoever I’m fuckin’, these bitches want next (What?)
You eatin’ my leftovers, that’s not a flex (Ugh)
Bitches ain’t fuckin’ with me in this jewelry (Ah)
I need a nigga that know what to do with me
Guess I’m too hot so these bitches ain’t cool with me (Hey)
Too fucking thick, he wish it was two of me (Ah)
Poppin’, bad bitch, keep me a option (Yeah)
Wavy, hoes see me and get nauseous (Get nauseous)
Famous, leave with the nigga you came with (Came with)
Dangerous, I don’t fuck around with no lame shit
‘Scuse me, we tryna get by with that Uzi
Finna let him bust off some rounds in this coochie (Baow, baow)
Bank tryna fit all this ass in the two-seat (Hey)
Bitch finna go broke tryna outdo me
Umm, if I’m not the hottest, who is? (Who is?)
She got a booty fetish, tryna steal my shit (My shit)
M’s to the lawyer just to handle my biz’ (My biz’)
200K just to cover my wrist (Brrr)
He bopped out and I wanna see what that mouth ’bout
Start from the bottom to the top like a countdown (Ah)
Everybody pull out they phone when I pop out
Pop it, baow, baow

Chorus: Bankroll Freddie
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh), pop it (Ooh)
Pop it

Bankroll Freddie, Megan Thee Stallion

Bankroll Freddie & Megan Thee Stallion Pop It Lyrics - Pop It Lyrics Written By Bankroll Freddie & Megan Thee Stallion, Song Sung By Artist Bankroll Freddie & Featring Artist Megan Thee Stallion, Released On 2 April 2021 And Music Label By UMG Recordings.

[intro]

Let the BandPlay (Yeah)

[Bankroll Freddie]

Young nigga turnt, I'ma pop it (I'ma pop it)

Keep me a thirty, nigga, this ain't no Roxy (Baow)

Get your ass shot, I ain't doin' no boxing (No boxing)

I cook this shit in they face like Hibachi

I know he hatin', I got the bitch watchin' (Haha)

She on my drip and she like how I pop it (Oh, she like it)

He can't afford neither one of these watches (Nah)

She wanna fuck and she heard that I'm toxic (Big toxic)

I wanna fuck on lil' mama, she thick (Ooh)

Booty so big, ooh, look at them hips (Look at her)

Like how she shake it, might give her a tip (Give a tip)

Straight from the back I might give her this tip

Straight to the room got her all on my zip (Zip it up)

Bend that thang over from the back lеt me dip (From the back)

Say she likе water well I need a sip (Ooh)

Pussy low mileage take me on a trip (Yeah)

I know for a fact that she feeling me (Ooh, ooh)

Catch us a vibe yeah she matching my energy

She look hood I think she from Tennessee

Booty so big could of thought she from Texas (Texas)

She got peach could of thought she from Georgia

Pussy soo water well take me to Florida (Ooh)

Kinda adore so I diored her

Let’s hit lenox & blow us a quarter (Quarter)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it

(Let the bandplay)

[Megan Thee Stallion]

Aye, young bitch lit I'ma shake some

If he got money you know ima take some

Whoever I’m fucking these bitches want next (What)

You eating my leftovers that’s not a flex (Ugh)

Bitches ain’t fucking with me in this jewelry (Ahh)

I need a nigga that know what to do with me

Guess I’m too hot so these bitches ain’t cool with me

Too fucking thick his wish it was two of me (Ahh)

Pop it bad bitch keep me option

Wavy hoes see me and get nauseous (Get nauseous)

Famous leave with the nigga you came with (Came with)

Dangerous ion fuck around with no lame shit

Excuse me we tryna get by with this uzi

Finna let him bust off some rounds in this coochie

Bank tryna fit all this ass in this two seat

Bitch finna go broke tryna out do me (Umm)

If I’m not the hottest who is

She gotta booty fetish tryna steal my shit (My shit)

M’s to the lawyer just to handle my bizz (My bizz)

200K just to cover my wrist

He bopped out and I’m wanna see what that mouth bout

Start from the bottom to top like a countdown (Ahh)

Everybody pull out they phone when I pop out

Pop it, bow bow

[Bankroll Freddie]

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it (Ooh), pop it (ooh), pop it (ooh)

Pop it