Popeye
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Nigga really shining when I wanna walk through
I think shock is what a nigga gonna cause you
Damn shawty sucking good, with that eye view
Good with the head and left me with some fucking drool
I be puffin, I be vibing, I be feeling outer space
I hit the stank up, shawty caked up, can we take it to the face
I be high as ever it don't really matter what it takes
Where can we fuck shawty, then let's go to my place
Imma munch, we gonna fuck, she a whole slut
Imma buss, where it gone, ate the whole nut
Balance on, imma don, imma run it on
Wonder on, in the end, baby who I'm cumming on
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Pop one nigga, shit should I pop two
Got the cigarettes for after sex for when I fuck you
Just fucked the bitch and she talking about I love you
Pornhub gonna love the way that I slut you
God it be hitting me
I'm pouring up some Hennessy
Brains in the whip now he looking John Kennedy
You be selling weed, well my nigga selling clothes
I got SZA for the hoes
And smoke Dza for the bros
It's money over bitches how you fucking up the code
Money Meech, I be feeling Money Mitch
It be funny how you niggas just be loving on a Trish
After I buss you go kissing her on lips
And I'm sipping through the block, I got the switch up on the hip
Tripping though the valley
I be coping through the alley
And you niggas never about it cause you all Lally dally motherfucker
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Pissing on these niggas, and they call me R Kelly
I be feeling like I'm belly
Cause I'm seeing all blue at the telly
Damn she sucking on my dick
And she loving on my shit
Nasty mami how she wipe it on her lips
Neiman Marcus
We fucking in which department
Leave the garments
Cream pie when you walk it
Want a threesome cause she so damn nasty
Slutting out at home cause her mama got her classy
Rolling in the backseat
Pray to god, don't jack me
Might have that thing, never really catch me lacking
Fuck it, get your hoes up while you bitch made
And I'm rolling potent
Spliff smoking
Till it fucking hit my brain
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Nigga really shining when I wanna walk through
I think shock is what a nigga gonna cause you
Damn shawty sucking good, with that eye view
Good with the head and left me with some fucking drool
I be puffin, I be vibing, I be feeling outer space
I hit the stank up, shawty caked up, can we take it to the face
I be high as ever it don't really matter what it takes
Where can we fuck shawty, then let's go to my place
Imma munch, we gonna fuck, she a whole slut
Imma buss, where it gone, ate the whole nut
Balance on, imma don, imma run it on
Wonder on, in the end, baby who I'm cumming on
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Pop one nigga, shit should I pop two
Got the cigarettes for after sex for when I fuck you
Just fucked the bitch and she talking about I love you
Pornhub gonna love the way that I slut you
God it be hitting me
I'm pouring up some Hennessy
Brains in the whip now he looking John Kennedy
You be selling weed, well my nigga selling clothes
I got SZA for the hoes
And smoke Dza for the bros
It's money over bitches how you fucking up the code
Money Meech, I be feeling Money Mitch
It be funny how you niggas just be loving on a Trish
After I buss you go kissing her on lips
And I'm sipping through the block, I got the switch up on the hip
Tripping though the valley
I be coping through the alley
And you niggas never about it cause you all Lally dally motherfucker
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Pissing on these niggas, and they call me R Kelly
I be feeling like I'm belly
Cause I'm seeing all blue at the telly
Damn she sucking on my dick
And she loving on my shit
Nasty mami how she wipe it on her lips
Neiman Marcus
We fucking in which department
Leave the garments
Cream pie when you walk it
Want a threesome cause she so damn nasty
Slutting out at home cause her mama got her classy
Rolling in the backseat
Pray to god, don't jack me
Might have that thing, never really catch me lacking
Fuck it, get your hoes up while you bitch made
And I'm rolling potent
Spliff smoking
Till it fucking hit my brain
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
Hear a nigga talking shit, he hear a fa fa
Bitches wanna drop that shit up when the block hot
Nigga gonna eat the spinach like I'm Popeye
I really got that feeling like I'm Popeye
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Writer(s): Dennis Ballew
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