Pop That pus*y lyrics

by

T-Pain


[Chorus]
Pop that, pop that, pop that, pop that
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass (It's money everywhere)
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass (It's money everywhere)
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass (It's money everywhere)

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Grab that big b*tch if you a thick b*tch
She f*ck with three n*ggas, she a slick b*tch
She got two phones, want a new home
She got the best hair, they got the boy gone
But I'm so trill, didn't pay her rent
I paid the light bill, did it like a pimp
Call me Double R, I got the Rolls Royce
This is Ricky Ross, still a ho's choice

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Yeah, Birdman, b*tch, you know I'm with G
Mr. money tree, mama, you know I'm a beast
Eagle in these streets, you know I'm a eat
Stay fresh, so fly n*gga, roll with new feats'
My baby is a gangsta, got hips and she fine
Tattoo her mind, do it all the time
f*ck her from the back cause she like the sunshine
Get mine, take mine, cook it how I like mine
[Chorus]
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass
Pop that pus*y and pop that pus*y
And pop that pus*y and shake that ass

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
I'm so easy, I'm so cheesy
These hoes slime me, I'm so greasy
I don't love y'all, time to get home
I get naked and count money, I'm so raw
The Glock black, the rims chrome
The fierce man, I've been strong
This b*tch bad, her legs long
This b*tch bad, let's see her at home

[Verse 4: Birdman]
See, I f*ck them in my helicopter
With my new chopper
Knew the b*tch want it so I wouldn't even stop her
Pulled off in that brand new Range
Let the ho give me brains, counting money, moving things
Back in my old school with my old jewels
The ho got hot, broke me off, had to move
G4 flying, you know I got slim, baby fat, baby know how I like them
[Chorus]
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass
Pop that pus*y and pop that pus*y
And pop that pus*y and shake that ass

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
You see 'em be, the money cash
Don't take checks, only money bags
We dope boys, the money fast
She love toys, she coming fast
She got the titty job, the ass shots
She get your money and she mash up
I'm in the stash house where the cash at
You broke n*ggas

[Verse 6: Birdman]
See, I'm an uptown gangsta, got the game from some gangsters
Got the game cause I'm thinking that we hitting and we banking
b*tch banking, rinse 'em while they sinking
Took the n*gga b*tch, now we roll his red mannequin
The big funds, n*gga with them big guns
She like real n*ggas, n*gga, so she got one
You know what I'm saying? b*tch, come and get some
Five star condo, ocean view, own one
[Chorus]
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass
Pop that pus*y and shake that ass
Pop that pus*y and pop that pus*y
And pop that pus*y and shake that ass
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