SHE GON POP IT

What Juicy say? He be like, shut the fuck up

Ooh, yeah, ah (Ayy, ayy)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, cash)
Shawty independent
All about that bag, yeah (All about that bag, yeah)
Get that money, count it fast (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, fast)
If that's your best friend
Smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)

Girl, I got options
I want, you, you, and you too (You, you, and you too)
Shawty, I'ma freak and I'ma eat it, make you cum too (Yeah)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Stalli, hey, hey)
If that's your best friend
Smack her on the ass, yeah (Look)

Big old, big old ass, I like money, I need cash (Baow, baow, baow)
Throw that thing in reverse
Drop it slow and pop it fast, ooh (Hey, hey, baow-baow-baow)
Look like he got money
So you know I'm on that nigga head (Hey, yeah, yeah)
He ain't tryna spend it
So I send my niggas in instead (Hey, yeah, yeah)

Hit the strip, spend that shit, trickin' on my favorite bitch (Hey)
Big old chain, big old ring
Lookin' like my favorite lick (Hey, hey, favorite lick)
Bitch, I'm with my bestie
So you know you better play it cool (Yeah, play it cool)
If you want the drama
Then you know my bitches want it too (Yeah, baow, baow-baow)

Pop it, pop it for that cash (Yeah, yeah)
I've been drinkin'
So you know I'm finna shake that ass (Hey, hey, shake that ass)
Told that nigga, blow a bag (Hey, hey, blow a bag)
If he ain't spendin'
He know he ain't finna get this ass (Hey, hey, ah)

She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, cash)
Shawty independent
All about that bag, yeah (All about that bag, yeah)
Get that money, count it fast (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, fast)
If that's your best friend
Smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)

Girl, I got options
I want, you, you, and you too (You, you, and you too)
Shawty, I'ma freak and I'ma eat it, make you cum too (Yeah)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, yeah)
If that's your best friend
Smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)

I got all this gold on, she might see a rainbow
And her pussy drippin' wet, I might need a raincoat
I don't want no lame ho, like my bitches turn up
Here a couple of bands, that's for fuckin' up your lacefront (Sorry)
Work a bitch knees out, sweat her weave out
Gon' bust them double Ds out, let's see what she about (Show it)
Quick to ask a bad bitch, what's her work schedule?
Tell her, take the day off and suck me like a dirt devil (Yeah, thanks)

Know she like to brag (Brag), she ain't got no gag (Gag)
Last summer she was slim, then she went and bought a ass (Ass)
She can't wait to throw that pussy on a nigga with that bag
Hop in and leave your broke baby daddy in the past (Fuck him)

She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, cash)
Shawty independent
All about that bag, yeah (All about that bag, yeah)
Get that money, count it fast (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, fast)
If that's your best friend
Smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)

Girl, I got options
I want, you, you, and you too (You, you, and you too)
Shawty, I'ma freak and I'ma eat it, make you cum too (Yeah)
She gon' pop it for that cash (Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, yeah)
If that's your best friend
Smack her on the ass, yeah (Smack her on the ass, yeah)



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Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Tyrone Griffin, Derrick Gray, Megan Pete, Benjamin Workman
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