Testo POP IT OFF - Aitch
Testo della canzone POP IT OFF (Aitch), tratta dall'album 4
Yeah
Couple hundred thousand for the whip that I don't ever drive (skrrt)
I still pull up on your chick and tell her, "Get inside"
Most the shit that we get up to can't be televised (shh)
Every country that I touch, I'm getting recognised
Popstar, gotta watch my mouth before it's jeopardised (yeah)
Brodie clean the dirty money 'til it's sterilised (whoo, whoo)
I was dropping three for 20 on a specialised (skrrt, skrrt)
Three milli' worth of cribs and I ain't 25
Keep the kettles plain, but I put diamonds in my car
Yous try and touch me in the club, my youngers firing up the party (bah)
Brought a shawty to the mansion, she was lining up the Charlie
Had to kick the fucker out and go and find another Barbie (whoo)
I been running up some bread (yeah), fucking up a cheque
Any problems that we had, I just been putting them to bed (ah)
If it's Manny, I'm in Moston, when it's London, I'm in West
Treat these models like the rap game, I'm coming for the neck
Pop it off (yeah), yeah (yeah)
Buy another bottle, let me pop it off (whoo)
Hit it from the back, she let me pop it off (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say you got a strap, well, pussy, pop it off (ah)
Just pop it off (yeah)
I told her, "Pop it off" (whoo)
Every time I hit the strip, you know I lock it off (skrrt)
I know your girl already miss me when I drop her off (ah)
I see that Rollie ticking, wouldn't pop it off (yeah)
I'm stuffing racks in an Asda bag and made him drop it off (grrah)
I ain't dancing in no club, but I Milly Rock in pots (yeah)
50 for this watch, shit, I might as well have lost a box (skrrt)
She wants to drop that top, 38 rolling, linking thots
I done more dirt with my-, but running man down's getting long (grrah)
I spent eight on that 'Retta, what's-his-name threw in that John (bah)
I'm Mr. Str8Drop, I get it in and get it gone
Ain't hopping in that whip (whip) if it doesn't pop and bang
G-Wagens, Bentley trucks, looking like I'm pushing slabs (yeah)
First time bro seen a brick or opened up the bag
Feds used to raid my nan's, but I was sleeping in that trap
Still drop the box (grrah, grrah) if I see the bonnet's black (yeah)
His phone don't pop and bang, it woulda already got grabbed (bah)
He's a rapper tryna trap, I'm a D-boy that raps (yeah)
Fuck a table, I got white girls dancing in them flats (grrah)
Pop it off (yeah), yeah (yeah)
Buy another bottle, let me pop it off (whoo)
Hit it from the back, she let me pop it off (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say you got a strap, well, pussy, pop it off (ah)
Just pop it off (yeah)
I told her, "Pop it off" (whoo)
Every time I hit the strip, you know I lock it off (skrrt)
I know your girl already miss me when I drop her off (ah)
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Writer(s): Taras Slusarenko, Harrison James Armstrong, Jacob Daniel Jones, Marco Mckenzie, Thomas Crimeni
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