Poppin Shit - Kid Ink et King Los Paroles , lyrics

Paroles de Poppin Shit de Kid Ink, King Los

Poppin Shit est une chanson de Kid Ink, King Los pour laquelle les paroles ont été ajoutées le 23/11/2012.

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Urgh I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be,
You can see that, drinks by the liter,
You can see that everywhere I be at

I poppin shit bottles too she pop it for a g,
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin shit (x3)

Los
I got a couple new roley's with a couple frozen bands
My nigga squeeze arm's like a couple holding hands,
Nigga vroom tryna flip that Maserati over
Smelling like Izzy Miyaki and my fly haversack loafers
Drop them hunndits, pop that perfect,
Jum in the drop murk it while bumping the locks,
Nigga shades versace probably cost a thousand,
Fly to death, private jets flying across an island,
I just got me a spade I was just in Spain,
Nigga I'm a get this change, poppy told me slow down,
I said woah now that's a no now, nigga it's about to go down,
I'm a turn bad like mowtown, what the fuck they think?
We don't smoke it, it don't stink,
This how fly niggas lean, love my Versace that's a fly nigga thing,
I was born a broke nigga I'm a die as a king,

Bad boy, I pop shit believe that believe that,
Everywhere I be, you can see that,
Drinks by the liter, you can see that everywhere I be at

I poppin shit bottles too she pop it for a g,
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin shit (x3)

Kid Ink
Pock' full of hund's in the levis,
Wait got yo' hunny out the beehive,
Og got me high than a tree house,
2 fingers up like a eat out.. wait,
Talk for a ride get the seat out,
We be in this bitch going crazy..senile,
Back then niggas ain't believe what they see now,
Grip in my hand ball hard off the rebound,
Boom, shocka, locka,
Picture me rollin, loud like a opera,
Pull up in that big boy truck it's santica,
Ready for the show, baby you gonna want an encore,
Tell em we ain't on now bullshit,
No ac just cool kids,
And a bad bitch on full shift, I'm gone off the full hit,
I don't think they ready bout to make em forfeit,
We've been going hammer time right about the toolkit alumni!

I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be,
You can see that, drinks by the liter,
You can see that everywhere I be at

I poppin shit bottles too she pop it for a g,
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin shit (x3)

Wait I tell her bring her friend cus we multiplying the ash,
I let ink divide her legs and we never provide a fraction,
Two young fly niggas on a private jet,
Running out of ink tryna write me a check,
Don't start no shit won't be no shit!
I said fuck the world but we don't care,
Man we do molly to the models,
Suicides on that rarri',
Like..on the body,
Then body shift for a hotty

I pop shit believe that believe that, everywhere I be,
You can see that, drinks by the liter,
You can see that everywhere I be at

I poppin shit bottles too she pop it for a g,
That's what you gotta do, that's what you gotta do
We poppin shit (x3)


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