Whats Poppin lyrics
What’s poppin’? (Pooh, you a fool for this one)Brand new whip, just hopped in (ay, just hopped in)I got options (oh Lord, Jetson made another one)I could pass that bitch like Stockton (it ain’t nothin’)Just joshin’I’ma spend this holiday locked inMy body got rid of them toxins (mmh, mmh)SportsCenter, top ten
I could put the ball in the end zonePut a bad bitch in the friendzone, oohThis shit sound like an introJetson, give me that tempo, ooh (give me)Told Pooh he a fool with this shit (he a fool)Told her don’t let her friends know (don’t)In the ‘Ville and I move like a don (don)Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo’s
Me and my ‘migos got that free smoke
On the West Coast, yeah, I’m talking ’bout pre-rolls (pre-rolls)Dark haired bitch and she look like Shego (she do)Hometown hero, feeling myself, can’t murder my ego (he do it)She heard of my deep strokeShe said, “Babe, does it hurt when I deep throat?” (It does)Certified freak hoeHang around us and she learnin’ my lingoBack then, wasn’t worried ’bout me thoughIn the gym tryna work on my free throw
Goddamn (goddamn)Spending money at the club like Sam’s (cha-ching)Yes, ma’amShe a lil’ freak on cam (facts)But she don’t put this on the ‘Gram (nah)Lil’ boys tryna diss on the ‘Gram (ayy)Ayy, I can’t switch on the fam (bitch)Shit’s hot, hit the switch on the fan (fan)
This where my head is (listen)I feel resentment from every directionEven some homies be wearing expressionsI be discouraged from sharing my blessings (damn)We used to share a connectionNow it just feels like it’s wearing and stretchingI’m getting real sick of taking adviceFrom people that never could stare at reflectionsSomewhere in there is a lessonY’all ain’t evolvin’, it’s very depressingI’m at the club with the basketball teamMe and the Cardinals are sharing a section (facts)
Gotta cherish the present
I’m drinking water and wearing protectionGot a career and I’m very investedSome people call it a scary obsession (ooh, scary obsession, but)I like to call it a passionI can’t be sitting relaxin’ (nah, I can’t)PG, we getting some tractionI’m at the venue, it’s packed in (packed out)I’m digging her accentI got a B.B. Simon belt on me and she tryna get it unfastened
That’s my type of distractionThat’s my type, and she’s Latin (that’s fit)Got my own flow, and I’m ’bout to get a patentBrand-new sheets for the bed, they satin (soft, real soft)Y’all wasn’t tuned in back thenMy swag, they keep jackin’ (keep on jackin’)I ain’t doin’ no verse, quit askin’ (verse, quit askin’)
What’s poppin’? (Pooh, you a fool for this one)Brand new whip, just hopped in (ay, just hopped in)I got optionsI could pass that bitch like Stockton (it ain’t nothin’)Just joshin’I’ma spend this holiday locked inMy body got rid of them toxins (mmh, mmh)SportsCenter, top ten