Lyrics to P-Poppin
P-Poppin Video:
One more again head down poppin on a handstand [Hook] Head down booty booty poppin Head down booty booty poppin Head down booty booty poppin Head down booty poppin on a handstand On a handstand On my american banstands Summersalts cartwheels ~ just keep on dancing Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole And feel this ~ getin outa control-trol Oh no keep goin till ~ and me say stoooop Let it kiss the sky and then make it droooop Cut and twist if you don?t like it you can ~ cris Im rubbin ~ so stay in catch don?t try to duck and miss Do your stretches don?t pull no handsprings You got me movin infact your doin the damn thang Stronger muscles exersize every body your body hurts Lets do this sweatin 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 Lipgloss traces your pierced in 11 places And your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH! [Hook (x2)] Imma send a chapter to this ~ poppin legacy China be that ~ cant no ~ don?t ~ wit me When I pop that cris im on that buisnes and bubbly When im in that 6 wit 20s spinin on luxury Cuz I got that head game Pickin up that bed frame But don?t get me wrong now shawty gon? let that led hang Better learn that game shawty Better get yo? man shawty Foe he endup 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 ~ so explicit Let it go now front back watch me drop it like that Show me where that money at Boy come wit them 100 stacks Now break in wit that ~ poppin That ~ poppin to the floe And got these ~ he wantin moe Wit out that doe popi aint nuttin happen Cuz that?s the show im from the go u get that ~ poppin Stopin that ~ dropin GONE [Hook (x2)] Every time we hit the club Wut we need is 50 deep Purple coat and grichi got everybody keed At the club 7 days a week party be be off in this ~ More hight poppin dropin ~ damn shawty who is this Redbone wit a scorpio tatted on her tummy Im sittin slouched back in the chair stuntin waving money And shawty start zig zaggin a dariair for me A bowlegged darbreded said her name was strawberry Up ~ pushed in a whole lota want moe 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 ~ up ~ hands on those Now pop that ~ you know the procedure If you want this cash gotta make that ~ shake like a sedgure Either magic or pleasas Find me spending cheese up Maxin out my visa Trickin on stip teasers [Hook (x3)]




Songwriters: TYLER, MICHAEL / , Y / BRIDGES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN / WILLIAMS, PHARRELL L. / HUGO, CHAD
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing, BUG MUSIC, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING
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