Pop That Lyrics ~ French Montana ft. Rick Ross, Drake & Lil Wayne


French Montana ft. Rick Ross, Drake & Lil Wayne ~ Pop That Lyrics

{Hook}
Don't stop pop that don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that don't stop
Pop that don't stop pop that püssy don't stop
What you twerking with?
(repeat) 

{Rick Ross}
Drop that püssy bítch

{Drake}
I’m some young Papi, Champagne
They know the face and they know the name
(Drop that püssy bítch) what you twerking with?

Work, work, work, work, bounce
Work, work, work, work, bounce
What you twerking with?
Work, work, work, work, bounce
Work, work, work, work, bounce
What you twerking with?
What you twerking with?
What you twerking with?
What you twerking with?

{French Montana}
Work, work, work, work, work, work
What you twerking with
Throw it buss it open
Show me what you twerking with
Ass so fat need a lap dance
I’m in that white ghost chasing Pac Man
Hundred out the lot I be leaning that's a rock
Hundred large bring a mop
Cars tinted like Barack
Got a brinks truck in my pocket
30 chains on my collar, 2 drops no mileage
Top off like Wallace
And I’m hella smoke bítch know that
Filthy rich before rap
Your new deal I throw that 3 Benz I’m on that
We pop a molly, she buss it open
She seen it got it, that püssy soaking

{Hook}
Don't stop pop that don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that don't stop
Pop that don't stop pop that püssy don't stop
What you twerking with?
(repeat)

{Rick Ross}
Let's go, I love my big booty bítches
My life a Godfather picture
Local club in my city I fell in love with a stripper
Bítches know I’m that nigga talking four door Bugatti
I’m the life of the party let's get these hoes on the Molly
You know I came to stunt
So drop that püssy bítch I got what you want
Drop that püssy bítch feel me, feel me
This bítch want me to feel me
Balling, balling like I play for New England
Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute
That's 50, 100, I see no fücking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke shout out my bítch too
We the 2 Live Crew 2 for me, 2 for you
Feed them bítches carrots fück 'em like a rabbit
Sorry that's a habit smoke a spliff and then I vanish

{Hook}
Don't stop pop that don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that don't stop
Pop that don't stop pop that püssy don't stop
What you twerking with?
(repeat)

{Drake}
I’m about being single seeing double, making triple
I hope you püssy niggas hating never make a nickel
It’s good to make it better when your people make it with you
Money coming money going, ain’t like you can take it with you
It’s about to be a hit right now, fück back then we the shit right now
Dropped "Take Care" bought a motherfúcking crib
And I’m picking up the keys to the bítch right now
OVO that’s major shit, Toronto with me that’s Mayor shit
Getting cheddar packs like KDOKC that’s player shit
We don’t dress alike we don’t rap alike
I shine different I rhyme different
Only thing you got is some years on me
Man, fück you and your time difference
I’m young Papi, champagne
They know the face, and they know the name
Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains
And you’d owe me change, ha
Greystone, 20 bottles that’s on me on the couches, wilding out
Yelling "free my niggas" till they all free
One of my closest dawgs got 3 kids and they all 3
But we always been the type of crew that been good without a plan B

{Hook}
Don't stop pop that don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that don't stop
Pop that don't stop pop that püssy don't stop
What you twerking with?
(repeat)

{Lil Wayne}
Bítch, stop talking that shit
And suck a nigga díck for some Trukfit
Okay I fück a bítch and I’m gone
That’s gangsta ass Capone
I make that püssy spit like bone
Talking about bone, bone, bone, bone
I’m fücking with French, excuse my French
I lose my mind before I lose my bítch
Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing
Bítch I ball like 2 eyelids
YMCM beat that püssy up
Stop playing I make her ass scream and holla
Like rock bands I’mma beast, I’m off the leash
I'm rich like a bítch on my pro-active shit
Pop that püssy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie and nigga, you’s a square
And I would twist you like a rubix
Motherfücker I’m on my skateboard
Watch me do a trick hoe I’m 5' 5" but I could 6-9
Then beat that püssy like Klistcko
It’s French Montana, fück Joe
It’s Weezy F, fück hoes
It’s Truk the world it’s Truk yo girl
It’s Trukfit by the truck load, biatch

{Hook}
Don't stop pop that don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that don't stop
Pop that don't stop pop that püssy don't stop
What you twerking with?
(repeat) 

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