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