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Keithisode - Pop ! Lyrics



Keithisode - Pop ! Lyrics




Nasty ass mouth
Am im Slick As Rick
Put hands and feet on all your-kids
U a nasty
Filthy
Tragic
Disrespectful mother f*ckin faggot

Dont give a fuc bout who u is
Where u been
And what u done Your time is up
Ur irrelevant bitch... #Tuh
Ur Done!

I pop i swing
I throw bitch tamptrums
DrAma King With So Much Scandal
Talkin Like You Wont get handled

My Best Jd We Turn Shit Up
You Dont Like Us
We Dont Give A F*ck
We Laugh And Drink
We so fuqed up
Oh ok
Loook Jay
They know We Wassup

Dont come For me
Send for me
Or even think that thought about it
Cus Im Really Bout It
Bout It
Im Bout It Bitch

I talk that Talk
I Walk That Walk
Im So Stuck Up
Dont get Fuqed Up

I Press
I PoP
I play All Day
I even Act a Certain Way

U Dont Like Me
Then You Envy Me
RnbO Said Im Mvp
Ill stand there front n center Prompt ready for a f*ckin scene

You aint shyt
I smell shyt
U talk shyt
I mean This
Ayo Sis
Let get this
I Got Smilez The Boss Who Will Rip Your Whole Shit
Pop Bitch

Stacy, Micheal, Brandon
You Can Get It To
Patrick, Lindsy, Peter, Brittany
What You Gonna Do
Stomping Out The Gate Like
Watch Out Bitch Im Coming Thru
Cuz Peter Piper Picked The Wrong Mother F*cking Fool

Work as a bartendin
Im livin that life
Got Various ppl drunk
Got em cheatin on they wife

Just Pass Me the Ball
Cuz im bout to bare it all
I can hear my momma now

But i mean everythin that i say i do
Im doin everythin that im suppose
To Do
With a lighter and can of fuel
U better come thru
Cuz im bout to blow up
Boom

U dont like my mouth
Then u wont like me
Im colder than 0 Degrees
I just blew up
Im on the scene
Ohhhhh now u just noticin me

Hate me
Or
Love me

Try n be me
Brooklyn all day bitch
Fuq u mean

From queens to the bronx
I smoke all trees
Ill knock you down with f*ckin ease

Standin on the corner
Lookin like a f*ckin fool
Oh no not me!
That Damn Sure Aint True
I got Recipts To Show That
Im born With these Jeans
Your Drove Thru

Ive been thru it all
Still poppin tags
Name brand mostly
Ughgh
Not that rag!
Im witty
Im saddity
I take more selfies than kimmy
Not conceited
Just weeded
High medicated of Reasons

No father
I dont bother
I got a mom who made me even stronger!
I got Two Sisters
Who Will get ya
Mo n sandy
Go n fuq this bitch up
Cuz im ready to stop talkin shyt
Lets Pop And See Who True To This
Pop Bitch

Stacy, Micheal, Brandon
You Can Get It To
Patrick, Lindsy, Peter, Brittany
What You Gonna Do
Stomping Out The Gate Like
Watch Out Bitch Im Coming Thru
Cuz Peter Piper Picked The Wrong Mother F*cking Fool
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Nasty ass mouth
Am im Slick As Rick
Put hands and feet on all your-kids
U a nasty
Filthy
Tragic
Disrespectful mother f*ckin faggot

Dont give a fuc bout who u is
Where u been
And what u done Your time is up
Ur irrelevant bitch... #Tuh
Ur Done!

I pop i swing
I throw bitch tamptrums
DrAma King With So Much Scandal
Talkin Like You Wont get handled

My Best Jd We Turn Shit Up
You Dont Like Us
We Dont Give A F*ck
We Laugh And Drink
We so fuqed up
Oh ok
Loook Jay
They know We Wassup

Dont come For me
Send for me
Or even think that thought about it
Cus Im Really Bout It
Bout It
Im Bout It Bitch

I talk that Talk
I Walk That Walk
Im So Stuck Up
Dont get Fuqed Up

I Press
I PoP
I play All Day
I even Act a Certain Way

U Dont Like Me
Then You Envy Me
RnbO Said Im Mvp
Ill stand there front n center Prompt ready for a f*ckin scene

You aint shyt
I smell shyt
U talk shyt
I mean This
Ayo Sis
Let get this
I Got Smilez The Boss Who Will Rip Your Whole Shit
Pop Bitch

Stacy, Micheal, Brandon
You Can Get It To
Patrick, Lindsy, Peter, Brittany
What You Gonna Do
Stomping Out The Gate Like
Watch Out Bitch Im Coming Thru
Cuz Peter Piper Picked The Wrong Mother F*cking Fool

Work as a bartendin
Im livin that life
Got Various ppl drunk
Got em cheatin on they wife

Just Pass Me the Ball
Cuz im bout to bare it all
I can hear my momma now

But i mean everythin that i say i do
Im doin everythin that im suppose
To Do
With a lighter and can of fuel
U better come thru
Cuz im bout to blow up
Boom

U dont like my mouth
Then u wont like me
Im colder than 0 Degrees
I just blew up
Im on the scene
Ohhhhh now u just noticin me

Hate me
Or
Love me

Try n be me
Brooklyn all day bitch
Fuq u mean

From queens to the bronx
I smoke all trees
Ill knock you down with f*ckin ease

Standin on the corner
Lookin like a f*ckin fool
Oh no not me!
That Damn Sure Aint True
I got Recipts To Show That
Im born With these Jeans
Your Drove Thru

Ive been thru it all
Still poppin tags
Name brand mostly
Ughgh
Not that rag!
Im witty
Im saddity
I take more selfies than kimmy
Not conceited
Just weeded
High medicated of Reasons

No father
I dont bother
I got a mom who made me even stronger!
I got Two Sisters
Who Will get ya
Mo n sandy
Go n fuq this bitch up
Cuz im ready to stop talkin shyt
Lets Pop And See Who True To This
Pop Bitch

Stacy, Micheal, Brandon
You Can Get It To
Patrick, Lindsy, Peter, Brittany
What You Gonna Do
Stomping Out The Gate Like
Watch Out Bitch Im Coming Thru
Cuz Peter Piper Picked The Wrong Mother F*cking Fool
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Writer: Keith Edwards
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