I'm a pop out and I got the Glock out I'm a pop out and we gon' rock out
Bitch, you know I'm strapped You keep talkin' smack, you gon' take a dirt nap Pass me my double cup You ain't rockin' rollin' with me, then you gettin' knocked out Gucci flip flops, you can see my socks out I'm gon' turn up every time you see me pop out Bitch, I'm gon' charge yo' ass a fee Say you want a feature, get the f*ck away from me Married to the game, had to buy and ring You know how I rock, but can't nobody roll with me
It's yo' new drip, but that shit is old to me Got a bad bitch, she gon' take her top off And I feel like Gucci Mane, I'm finna take my shirt off
Got the Glock out, I'm a pop out And I got the Glock out, I'm a pop out And we gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out We gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out
We gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out
Lil Chip - sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll Lyrics
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I'm a pop out and I got the Glock out I'm a pop out and we gon' rock out
Bitch, you know I'm strapped You keep talkin' smack, you gon' take a dirt nap Pass me my double cup You ain't rockin' rollin' with me, then you gettin' knocked out Gucci flip flops, you can see my socks out I'm gon' turn up every time you see me pop out Bitch, I'm gon' charge yo' ass a fee Say you want a feature, get the f*ck away from me Married to the game, had to buy and ring You know how I rock, but can't nobody roll with me
It's yo' new drip, but that shit is old to me Got a bad bitch, she gon' take her top off And I feel like Gucci Mane, I'm finna take my shirt off
Got the Glock out, I'm a pop out And I got the Glock out, I'm a pop out And we gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out We gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out
We gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out
Bitch, you know I'm strapped You keep talkin' smack, you gon' take a dirt nap Pass me my double cup You ain't rockin' rollin' with me, then you gettin' knocked out Gucci flip flops, you can see my socks out I'm gon' turn up every time you see me pop out Bitch, I'm gon' charge yo' ass a fee Say you want a feature, get the f*ck away from me Married to the game, had to buy and ring You know how I rock, but can't nobody roll with me
It's yo' new drip, but that shit is old to me Got a bad bitch, she gon' take her top off And I feel like Gucci Mane, I'm finna take my shirt off
Got the Glock out, I'm a pop out And I got the Glock out, I'm a pop out And we gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out We gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out
We gon' rock out, yeah, we gon' rock out
Writer: Howard Boisseau IV
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