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Juvenile( Terius Gray )
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Pop U
Lyricist:Christopher Bridges, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Mike Dean, Terius Gray
You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u
You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u
Who that nigga is Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com What that nigga claim Juve wild magnolia It's an uptown thing
Soulja watchin' over me So I'ma let it rain Just give me the weed, the mic And I'ma let it off the chain
Y'all actin' like, that nigga lost it, I ain't have no money Now I'm back, what the cost is [Incomprehensible]on my wrist lookin' gooey These ain't Birdman's, these is real Gucci's
Turn around the corner Motherfucker tryin' to sue me Talkin' shit to me so I can hit him with a two-piece We rock, we he roll, where he got control
Me and my mans and them Get the brains out these hoes If she can dance, then She can romance nice and slow
Be in a trance like it was Your man's pipe in the hole I've been sippin' a little somethin' Just stop servin' the game It feel good to be an OG, I'm deservin' it mayne
I'm the nigga, nigga The nigga, nigga, the nigga The nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey I'm the nigga, nigga The nigga, the nigga, nigga The nigga, nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey
You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u
You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u
Now ain't no tellin' where I might be 'Cause there's a million other creeps Prancin' around these streets lookin' like me Call 'em my stunt doubles
So if you think you hit Luda' with the Krueger I'm up in Cuba blowin' blunt bubbles On the double, lookin' for trouble we started The eye on my gat is cocked it's retarded
I'm sippin' lean, smokin' green and I'm so hot I told machine's people call me 'I Robot' Bang to the boogey boogey, bang bang Let my little partner borrow my necklace And hit bitches with the same chain
Its not computer love, I'm gettin' great brain Got a hard drive but they blow me out my mainframe
Now how you like that? I got your momma pitchin' quarters On the corner gettin' cornered And come right back
I'm makin' tight stacks so if it ain't Juve or Luda Then can it nigga, we don't even like rap
I'm the nigga, nigga The nigga, nigga, the nigga The nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey I'm the nigga, nigga The nigga, the nigga, nigga The nigga, nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey
You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u
You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u
Got the Mack in the grass And the nine in the dumpster Duck when they pass One time wanna dump ya'
Hunger, that's what I got in my veins Take shots from the Henny Just to straighten my aim
Now, I raise my middle finger, 'Fuck the world' And them donuts in that car better make ya' hurl Yeah, I'm 'bout my paper mayne I'm fully loaded like them niggaz in Jamaica mayne
I know you know this is Crack And he's back and you mad 'Cause we did and they yack-ity yak
In the sack when we slid in Mommy shakin' they ass She want some big bills Tip drill, she wants a tip drill
It's ya' nigga crack Live with some fresh cut Side of the highway Ridin' that's the best fuck
And you can keep them hotel keys 'Cause we gon' fuck these bitches Wherever we please
I'm the nigga, nigga The nigga, nigga, the nigga The nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey I'm the nigga, nigga The nigga, the nigga, nigga The nigga, nigga, nigga, Ju-a-vey
You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u
You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u You gon' make me pop you I'ma have to pop u
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