P-Poppin' (feat. Shawnna & Lil' Fate)

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, poppin' on a handstand

On a handstand

On my American band stands

Somersaults, cartwheels, bitch, just keep on dancing

Chinese splits, splits slide on down that pole, pole

And feel this dick, dick gettin' outta control-trol

Oh no, keep goin' till a **** like me say stop

Let it kiss the sky and then make it drop

Tuck and twist if you don't like it you can fuck 'Cris

I'm rubbin' clits so stay and catch, don't try to duck and miss

Do your stretches, don't pull no hamstrings

You got me movin' in fact, you're doin' the damn thing

Stronger muscles exercise everybody, your body hurts

Let's do this sweatin', thank God your bath and body works

I like a woman that makes her own dough, don't need a lot of help

But your heart'll melt if I put a thousand in your garder belt

Lip gloss traces your pierced in eleven places

And your lips downtown just made some familiar faces like whoa

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand

I'ma send a chapter to this pussy poppin' legacy

Shawnna be that bitch, can't no bitches come with me

When I pop that Cris I'm on that business and bubbly

When I'm in the Six with twenties spinnin' on luxury

'Cause I got that head game

Fuckin' up that bed frame

But don't get me wrong now shawty gon' let that head hang

Better learn the game shawty

Better get yo man shawty

Before we end up tamed and be gone all in the brain shawty

This here be futuristic

This business so explicit

The way I break it down for you bitches it's so exquisite

Let it go no front, back, watch me drop it like that

Show me where the money at

Boy come with them hundred stacks

Break in with that pussy poppin'

That pussy droppin' to the flo'

And got these **** slobbin' he wantin' mo'

Without that dough poppy ain't nothin' happen

'Cause that's the show I'm from the go, you get that pussy poppin'

Stoppin' that pussy droppin' gone

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand

Every time we hit the club

We at least fifty deep

Smokin' purple pourin' grichi got everybody keyed

In the club seven days a week, find DTP off in this bitch

That hoe poppin', droppin' God damn shawty, who is this?

Red bone with a Scorpio tatted on her tummy

I'm sittin' slouched back in the chair, stuntin' waving money

And shawty start zig saggin' a derriere for me

A bowlegged through-breaded said her name was strawberry

Up her pussy, she pushed in a whole bottle of Mo

Reached in my pocket, grabbed a G and then threw it on the flo'

Here you deserve this though now jump on stage and work the pole

Face down, ass up, hoe, hands on those

And pop that couchie, you know the procedure

If you want this cash, gotta make that ass shake like a seizure

Either magic or pleasers

Find me spending G's up

Maxing out my Visa

Trickin' on strip teasers

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy, pussy poppin'

Head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand