Poppin’ (Remix) lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Intro: Meek Mill, French Montana]
(808 Mafia)
You got a motherf*ckin' check in your pocket
Pull it out right now (Skrrt)
And contribute (Haan), uh
(Squat made the beat)

[Pre-Chorus: Rico Richie, T-Pain]
(Hey) I'm standin' at a table full of bottles (Full of bottles, hey)
I'm standin' at a table full of robbers (Full of robbers, hey-ey-ey)
Trust me, n*gga, you don't want no problems (No, hey)
You gon' make them choppas blocka-blocka, yeah (Hey)

[Chorus: Rico Richie]
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', n*gga (No)
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', n*gga (Ha)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I met a b*tch from uptown, I'm like, "Woah" (Woah)
Patrón shots, a couple of rounds, she like, "Woah" (Woah, woah)
My n*ggas ain't f*ckin' around, they gon' go (Bop!)
Think I'ma spend a cheque on that pus*y, I'm like, "No" (No! Ow!)
I put your b*tch in a Phantom (Phantom), that sh*t big as a planet (Planet)
Got some b*tches in Paris that speakin' French like Montana (Yeah-yeah)
Got a b*tch in the projects, she be holdin' her hammer (Bang)
Landed in California, 'bout to go to Atlanta
To meet my b*tch from Miami, she wanna be on the team
I moonwalk in that pus*y, she thinkin' she Billie Jean (Woo)
I got a TEC sittin' on the step and that's on the set
Here I go, wring a n*gga neck, all about a check, yeah, I know
[Pre-Chorus: Rico Richie, T-Pain]
Yeah, I'm standin' at a table full of bottles (Full of bottles)
I'm standin' at a table full of robbers (Full of robbers, hey-ey-ey)
Trust me, n*gga, you don't want no problems (No)
You gon' make them choppas blocka-blocka, yeah (Grr)

[Chorus: Rico Richie, T-Pain]
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', n*gga (No, hey-ey-ey)
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', n*gga (No)

[Verse 2: Rico Richie]
Hey, f*ck twelve, Eazy-E voice (f*ck twelve)
I had to get it out the street, had no choice (Choice)
I pulled up to my P.O. in a Rolls-Royce (Royce)
Your b*tches fell in love with a D-boy (Hey)
Richie 'bout his paper, 'bout his cheese, boy (Cheese, boy)
The streets gon' vouch for me, so I don't need nothin' (Don't need nothin')
They couldn't stop the boy, they couldn't see it comin' (Ah)
Motherf*cka, I'm tryna stack a hundred commas (Richie)
Millions in the kitchen, put that on my mama (My mama)
South Beach, Richie eatin' crab and lobster (Ha)
I'm standin' with some trappers, you don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)
I'm standin' with some killers, n*gga, blocka-blocka (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
[Pre-Chorus: Meek Mill, French Montana, T-Pain]
I'm standin' at a table full of trappers (Haan)
I pop a Perc and take off like it's NASA (Hey-ey-ey, hana)
My n*ggas, they don't rap, but look like rappers (Ayy, ayy, haan, ayy, ayy, ayy)
'Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord (Haan)

[Chorus: French Montana, T-Pain]
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin', n*gga (Hey-ey-ey, poppin', n*gga)
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you don't got no paper, you ain't poppin', n*gga

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Meek Milly, uh, I used to dream of this sh*t
With my pen and my pad, I had a dream to get rich
But now I got all this money like I don't need all this sh*t
Can't talk no guns or no Phantom 'cause I done seen all this sh*t (Skrrt)
I know I talk about stuntin', you wanna cop you a Rollie
But n*gga, save up your money, go get a block with your homie
Bust it down with your n*gga, don't try and flex for the street
Just tryna stunt for them hoes'll have you broke in a week
I say, “n*gga, you ain't poppin', I got all these options"
I been 12 'o'clock and Kawasakis through the projects
My n*ggas, they don't rap, but look like rappers
'Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord
[Pre-Chorus: Meek Mill, French Montana, T-Pain]
I'm standin' at a table full of trappers (Haan)
I pop a Perc and take off like it's NASA (Hey-ey-ey, hana)
My n*ggas, they don't rap, but look like rappers (Ayy, ayy, haan, ayy, ayy, ayy)
'Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord (Haan)

[Chorus: French Montana, T-Pain]
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin', n*gga (Hey-ey-ey, poppin', n*gga)
If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you don't got no paper, you ain't poppin', n*gga (Skrrt)

[Verse 4: French Montana]
You ran up on my set and tryna knock us (Haan)
They heard I'm with the killers and the robbers (Haan, robbers)
If I don't fire hammers and the choppers (Haan)
I'll be ridin' 'til they free the Wavie Crockett (Bop-bop, haan)
Khaki sippin' dirty at the house (Haan)
My n*ggas, you don't rap 'cause you can't stop us (Can't stop us, haan)
"Luh Ya Papi," me and J. Lo in the projects (In the projects, haan)
n*gga, you couldn't see us with binoculars (With binoculars, haan)
Hook game like Hopkins (Like Hopkins)
Brick squad like Flocka (Like Flocka)
Let the birds fly like the Falcons (Like the Falcons)
Ballin' like Francis with the Rockets (Bop-bop-bop, skrrt)
This that vintage Chanel, drinkin', twistin' cigars
Mixin' Cris' in the dark (Ayy), cryin', grippin' the odds (Ayy)
Hit my man up, I had to go (Go)
Bulletproof Sprinter, I be ridin' like the Pope, Montana

[Pre-Chorus: Rico Richie, T-Pain]
Yeah, I'm standin' at a table full of bottles (Full of bottles)
I'm standin' at a table full of robbers (Full of robbers, hey-ey-ey)
Trust me, n*gga, you don't want no problems (No)
You gon' make them choppas blocka-blocka, yeah (Grr)

[Chorus: Rico Richie, T-Pain]
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', n*gga (No, hey-ey-ey)
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', n*gga (No)
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