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Rossa Skywalka - Pop Your Shit Lyrics



Rossa Skywalka - Pop Your Shit Lyrics




Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

Them big faces pockets full of blues
Walk silent the only way to move
They all hating praying that I lose
Rich or broke tell me which one should I choose
It's fast pase but I'm just cruise
And I'm with a bad bitch imma get her in nude
After that I cut her off I don't like her attitude
And it's time to give me mine like that shit was overdue
Trap house filled up with them drugs
Ratchet on me and it filled up with them slugs
Popping shit we come from the mud
Water diamonds wet just like a tub
I'm the wave you just a jacuzzi
I'm with my zombies we gone make a zoovie
I can't cuff you smash keep it moving
Watch me pop it will you please excuse me

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

I'm hot as a flame a lighter
I'm going up like a hiker
I f*ck your bitch I one night her
She ride the dick like a biker
Watches and chains are brighter Work jump out the gym no fighter
I am the one no title I am the shit no diaper
Count the paper up in my sleep If it's up then we coming deep
We don't sleep ain't no count sheep hella drop and it's in my pee
Got to put this one repeat talk about cash if we ever speak
I know they gone copy the melody and they know I'm the shit they ain't telling me
Run it up always on my mind
Fill the bag up I gotta go grind
Got my racks up it took a lil time
Real nigga i'm the last of my kind
Bitch you crazy if you think I'm stopping
We ain't talking if that money ain't the topic
Out the bottom failure not an option
Imma turn up bad every time I pop it

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit
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Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

Them big faces pockets full of blues
Walk silent the only way to move
They all hating praying that I lose
Rich or broke tell me which one should I choose
It's fast pase but I'm just cruise
And I'm with a bad bitch imma get her in nude
After that I cut her off I don't like her attitude
And it's time to give me mine like that shit was overdue
Trap house filled up with them drugs
Ratchet on me and it filled up with them slugs
Popping shit we come from the mud
Water diamonds wet just like a tub
I'm the wave you just a jacuzzi
I'm with my zombies we gone make a zoovie
I can't cuff you smash keep it moving
Watch me pop it will you please excuse me

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

I'm hot as a flame a lighter
I'm going up like a hiker
I f*ck your bitch I one night her
She ride the dick like a biker
Watches and chains are brighter Work jump out the gym no fighter
I am the one no title I am the shit no diaper
Count the paper up in my sleep If it's up then we coming deep
We don't sleep ain't no count sheep hella drop and it's in my pee
Got to put this one repeat talk about cash if we ever speak
I know they gone copy the melody and they know I'm the shit they ain't telling me
Run it up always on my mind
Fill the bag up I gotta go grind
Got my racks up it took a lil time
Real nigga i'm the last of my kind
Bitch you crazy if you think I'm stopping
We ain't talking if that money ain't the topic
Out the bottom failure not an option
Imma turn up bad every time I pop it

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit

Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Rossa pop your shit
Watch me pop my shit
I'm gone talk my shit
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Writer: Reginald Hardemon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Rossa Skywalka - Pop Your Shit Video
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Performed By: Rossa Skywalka
Length: 3:20
Written by: Reginald Hardemon

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