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Get It Poppin Video (MV)




Performed By: Juvie
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Official Juvie
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Juvie - Get It Poppin Lyrics
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Real rap
Real shit
You already know
I was working with some magic by the stove before David Blaine
There ain't a time I ain't getting to the money or tryna make a play
Reason why I make it rain they say my name they know it's that
They don't even ask me what I'm selling blood they know it's crack
I come through and they know it's that
Got some 1010s and their friends tryna throw it back
They call for guns I'm throwing that
SOB till the day I die and I'm showin' that
Never been the type to hide my hand
And they're knowin' that let's get it poppin
Once them niggas started we ain't never stoppin
I take flights f*ck a date night
Type to change lives my mains nice
I put her on some game & told her take flight
Niggas ain't doin' what I done ain't payed the same price
It's factual ever since a juvie I had the blueprint
F*ck a manual business is business
And that's just somethin' they can't handle
Took a few Ls but I'm here so I'm thankful
Ain't tryna talk on what I did or talk on what I ain't do
It's the pressure that makes you
F*ck a take one this is take two
Even though it's love I feel the hate too
Thinkin' you're a snake I'm a snake too
Anytime I ate then they ate too
Nigga I'm the main topic top of discussion over here
If I ain't got it just know there's a sutm always near
Cause if they could then they would
But they can't so they don't
I went hard on the strip I never asked for a phone
Always stood on what I stood on I went hard on my own
Before the jewellers and shit I done
Bargains of stones I took the wrong route
But f*ck it I guess it paid off in MIA
MIA but f*ck it let me take off
Boobytrap watchin' bad bitches havin' shakeoffs
I got money on my mind I'm tryna run it like the playoffs
Me and the guys in the fast car smoke the best
This ain't Stardog take disrespect that's a no-no
They're tappin' heads like a barber don't get sent to your father
All this dirty money would get spent
And cause palaver I don't vent I cause drama
I'm a different breed I'm takin' all my shots baby
Ain't no missin' me I was mixin' each
Tryna find a future in the fishy fiend I came up kinda rough
Trap house doin' numbers baby I came up kinda f*cked
Came up I was stuck
No insurance with this street shit
When it rains niggas get wet
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English

Real rap
Real shit
You already know
I was working with some magic by the stove before David Blaine
There ain't a time I ain't getting to the money or tryna make a play
Reason why I make it rain they say my name they know it's that
They don't even ask me what I'm selling blood they know it's crack
I come through and they know it's that
Got some 1010s and their friends tryna throw it back
They call for guns I'm throwing that
SOB till the day I die and I'm showin' that
Never been the type to hide my hand
And they're knowin' that let's get it poppin
Once them niggas started we ain't never stoppin
I take flights f*ck a date night
Type to change lives my mains nice
I put her on some game & told her take flight
Niggas ain't doin' what I done ain't payed the same price
It's factual ever since a juvie I had the blueprint
F*ck a manual business is business
And that's just somethin' they can't handle
Took a few Ls but I'm here so I'm thankful
Ain't tryna talk on what I did or talk on what I ain't do
It's the pressure that makes you
F*ck a take one this is take two
Even though it's love I feel the hate too
Thinkin' you're a snake I'm a snake too
Anytime I ate then they ate too
Nigga I'm the main topic top of discussion over here
If I ain't got it just know there's a sutm always near
Cause if they could then they would
But they can't so they don't
I went hard on the strip I never asked for a phone
Always stood on what I stood on I went hard on my own
Before the jewellers and shit I done
Bargains of stones I took the wrong route
But f*ck it I guess it paid off in MIA
MIA but f*ck it let me take off
Boobytrap watchin' bad bitches havin' shakeoffs
I got money on my mind I'm tryna run it like the playoffs
Me and the guys in the fast car smoke the best
This ain't Stardog take disrespect that's a no-no
They're tappin' heads like a barber don't get sent to your father
All this dirty money would get spent
And cause palaver I don't vent I cause drama
I'm a different breed I'm takin' all my shots baby
Ain't no missin' me I was mixin' each
Tryna find a future in the fishy fiend I came up kinda rough
Trap house doin' numbers baby I came up kinda f*cked
Came up I was stuck
No insurance with this street shit
When it rains niggas get wet
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