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AyeDub - POP Lyrics



AyeDub - POP Lyrics
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It's like that
Himmy
I'm Michael Jackson bad
All the players to the front and all the suckers to the back man Hurry up
GGUSM type shit man
Get money campaign
Aye
How you gon' hate on this young nigga? I think he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Finna go pop
Finna go pop
How you gon' hate on this young nigga? He think he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Finna go pop
Finna BOOW
Nigga you can't hate on this nigga just cause he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Finna go pop
Yeah ooh wee
That nigga talkin' his shit and he know he the baddest
Rather you like it or not
Like it or
Finna go pop
I got so high that I start playin' pool with the planets
I puff on this weed then I vanish
These niggas sleep while I been on the road
Better open your eyes fuh you wreck and do damage
I'm done entertaining the antics
I need some money little bitch I don't care about romantics
Remember went broke and I panicked
Put on a mask pick a Glock up and turned into a bandit
These niggas gotta watch me from the bleachers
Stuck on the sideline with coaches and teachers
They tryna run down on my bitch she a keeper
But me and her f*ckin' like Kevin and Dreka
I walk around with a chip on my shoulder
I really be all by myself like a Pringle
These niggas know they ain't nowhere near f*ckin' with me
Ill turn your career into single
AyeDub be spittin' that retarded shit how in the hell did he get a diploma
Niggas always reachin' out like they tryin' get a verse
Cause they know I'm the best and the homa
Stop pocket watchin' lil nigga
If you tryin' to keep up you might have to flip a few corners
Heard what I said you might have to flip a few corners
So money hungry got full off a kiddie meal
Makin' plays in the city still
Used to slide from the east to the north on a big wheel
Spinnin' the block like a pinwheel
Late at night I was hungry as f*ck
Plottin' on how to turn noodles to big meals
They may say that it's hot in this bitch
But this cold young nigga can turn up the windchill I'm tellin' ya
Kill everything like a predator
I really be doin' this shit with no editor
I'm killin' every competitor
I don't compete it ain't no competition ahead of us
Black and white tux like da Mob
I really hang with the Mob
97 Block that's da Mob
We really stamp University Park
How you gon' hate on this young nigga? I think he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Finna go pop
How you gon' hate on this young nigga? He think he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Man you can't hate on this nigga just cause he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
That nigga talkin' his shit and he know he the baddest
Rather you like it or not
Like it or not
Cut me some slack bitch I don't need a tracker
We just did business don't mean that I wacked her
If I don't get money my life a disaster
Ayy I'm a cheesehead could've played for the Packers
If I want a sack I go tackle it
Still yellin' Free Mula he just caught a Fed case
We was just choppin' it up when the Feds came
Finna pop out in these streets like a leg vein
Knowing I'ma pop my shit lil' skinny nigga
Still flex on a bitch like a wrestler
Too many bars I don't think they can handle ya
Stuffin' this gas in the wood out the canister
Wait I made the pressure release
I'm taxing these niggas without a receipt
Even charging my mama for feats
So dont even think about it if you ain't got a Felicia
I got the kesh for lease
Break the shit down it'll make you go geez Louise
It make niggas sneeze for weeks
It'll turn another nigga bitch to a freak a leak
I've seen niggas preach at least
So tell me how that shit gon' turn out
Got da same 24-7 I got so you can't blame the next nigga Just cause you burnt out
Gone
Himmy
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It's like that
Himmy
I'm Michael Jackson bad
All the players to the front and all the suckers to the back man Hurry up
GGUSM type shit man
Get money campaign
Aye
How you gon' hate on this young nigga? I think he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Finna go pop
Finna go pop
How you gon' hate on this young nigga? He think he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Finna go pop
Finna BOOW
Nigga you can't hate on this nigga just cause he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Finna go pop
Yeah ooh wee
That nigga talkin' his shit and he know he the baddest
Rather you like it or not
Like it or
Finna go pop
I got so high that I start playin' pool with the planets
I puff on this weed then I vanish
These niggas sleep while I been on the road
Better open your eyes fuh you wreck and do damage
I'm done entertaining the antics
I need some money little bitch I don't care about romantics
Remember went broke and I panicked
Put on a mask pick a Glock up and turned into a bandit
These niggas gotta watch me from the bleachers
Stuck on the sideline with coaches and teachers
They tryna run down on my bitch she a keeper
But me and her f*ckin' like Kevin and Dreka
I walk around with a chip on my shoulder
I really be all by myself like a Pringle
These niggas know they ain't nowhere near f*ckin' with me
Ill turn your career into single
AyeDub be spittin' that retarded shit how in the hell did he get a diploma
Niggas always reachin' out like they tryin' get a verse
Cause they know I'm the best and the homa
Stop pocket watchin' lil nigga
If you tryin' to keep up you might have to flip a few corners
Heard what I said you might have to flip a few corners
So money hungry got full off a kiddie meal
Makin' plays in the city still
Used to slide from the east to the north on a big wheel
Spinnin' the block like a pinwheel
Late at night I was hungry as f*ck
Plottin' on how to turn noodles to big meals
They may say that it's hot in this bitch
But this cold young nigga can turn up the windchill I'm tellin' ya
Kill everything like a predator
I really be doin' this shit with no editor
I'm killin' every competitor
I don't compete it ain't no competition ahead of us
Black and white tux like da Mob
I really hang with the Mob
97 Block that's da Mob
We really stamp University Park
How you gon' hate on this young nigga? I think he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Finna go pop
How you gon' hate on this young nigga? He think he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
Man you can't hate on this nigga just cause he the baddest
That nigga finna go pop
That nigga talkin' his shit and he know he the baddest
Rather you like it or not
Like it or not
Cut me some slack bitch I don't need a tracker
We just did business don't mean that I wacked her
If I don't get money my life a disaster
Ayy I'm a cheesehead could've played for the Packers
If I want a sack I go tackle it
Still yellin' Free Mula he just caught a Fed case
We was just choppin' it up when the Feds came
Finna pop out in these streets like a leg vein
Knowing I'ma pop my shit lil' skinny nigga
Still flex on a bitch like a wrestler
Too many bars I don't think they can handle ya
Stuffin' this gas in the wood out the canister
Wait I made the pressure release
I'm taxing these niggas without a receipt
Even charging my mama for feats
So dont even think about it if you ain't got a Felicia
I got the kesh for lease
Break the shit down it'll make you go geez Louise
It make niggas sneeze for weeks
It'll turn another nigga bitch to a freak a leak
I've seen niggas preach at least
So tell me how that shit gon' turn out
Got da same 24-7 I got so you can't blame the next nigga Just cause you burnt out
Gone
Himmy
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Writer: Adam Williams
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