Ring Pop

Don't see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions
Got your picture in all of my mentions

Give me time to explain how I feel
I'm feeling something that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold
Swear I won't let you go

Don't see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions
Got your picture in all of my mentions

Give me time to explain how I feel
I'm feeling something that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold
Swear I won't let you go

I'm hеr ring pop when she need one
Shе ridin' with me like a Nissan
Squeezin' on me like Capri-Sun
And she climbin' on me like a tree trunk

You keep asking me if I've had enough
But I'm out of this world, Andromeda
I ain't had enough, I ain't had enough
I ain't had enough

Wake up on the weekend
When the sun's peeking through my windows, huh
I can take you to Hollywood
We can go shopping at Vivienne Westwood, uh-huh

We can go to the beach or the woods, yeah
Or we can go to museums or the Six Flags
Or we could stay at home, watching DVDs on the TV
Order food and kick back

My bit' want bundles and Prada
Can't get caught in no Hyundai Sonata
SLS, I can't do ramada
All in your lobby, I bought an armada

Walk in like a fuckin' Sicario
I could make a reina out of a sorry hoe
I could make it rain all over mi barrio
I could make two girls some poly hoes

Okay, y'all kiss
I been doing this since the six
Pull up, girl, get me brick
Tell niggas secrets when she lit

Point 'em out baby, who a lick
Bitch, get the glick, we about to hit
Let me tape the brick to your ribs
Shower her with gifts and 'couple kids

Nigga feel like Pac in this bitch
Hit the crib, got 'roc in the fridge
'Bout to put some wock in this bitch
Get to milly rockin' and shit

Feel like Neptunes, I got the Clipse
Feel like VA, I got some clips
Fuck the DA, bitch a piece of shit
Free Slime out the fucking pit

Pole on my hip, squeeze it, grip
Nigga come off your shit
Hands look like this
So my bitch can look like this

Pants off my ass, past my calves
How heavy all these racks?
Bitch with all this ass
I do whatever the fuck she ask

Don't see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions
Got your picture in all of my mentions

Give me time to explain how I feel
I'm feeling something that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold
Swear I won't let you go

Don't see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions
Got your picture in all of my mentions

Give me time to explain how I feel
I'm feeling something that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold
Swear I won't let you go



Credits
Writer(s): Centel Orlando Mangum, Matt Watson
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