Testo Pop, Lock & Drop It [feat. Bow Wow & T-Pain] - Huey Featuring Bow Wow & T-Pain
Testo della canzone Pop, Lock & Drop It [feat. Bow Wow & T-Pain] (Huey Featuring Bow Wow & T-Pain), tratta dall'album Pop, Lock & Drop It (Remix) [feat. Bow Wow & T-Pain] - Single
Ay, it's so beautiful when a plan come together (yup)
It's your boy MeMpHiTz
And y'all already know what this is
H-U-E-Y, Bow Weezy (remix), T-Pain
Hitz Committee, partna
It's H-U-E-Y (yep), home fly G5 (yep)
And by the look in my eyes, she have nice thighs (uh)
What her mama done gave her done grew from local to major
My pockets flooded with paper, born as a Missouri stater
Mami gon' take it low if you can, then touch your toes
You and your partna them, you can get dollas then
Trickin' ain't in my blood, but I'ma make it rain on 'em
I'm too rich for dollar bills, I consider that as change
25s on my range, know that that's a odd number
The way that you tootin' that thang can make the guys wonder (damn)
Of what's underneath ('neath) or even if it's real (real)
I'm hoping she a freak (freak) 'cause I ain't tryna chill (nah)
I'm tryna get it poppin', wit' a shorty like mine
That's willing to drop it low enough to blow my mind
It's H-U-E-Z and Bow Weezy
Let's see if she can get lower than before on the remix (remix)
Toot that thang up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop pop, lock it for me, girl, get low
If yo' mama gave it to you, baby girl, let it show
Once you pop, lock, drop it for me, maybe we could roll, oh
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
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Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Damn, lil' mama, I'm sayin'
All that in them jeans, woo
Ay, ay, let me holla at chu for a minute though
Ay, what it is, they call me Bow Wizzle (it's me)
Now pop, lock, drop it for me, make that thang jiggle (yep)
She moves her hips just like Shakira (damn)
If she was in a contest, she would be the winner (yep)
From Ohio all the way to St. Louis (uh-huh)
Ay, all the girls do it (that's right), just put your back into it
Now shake what she gave ya, I'm talking 'bout ya mama
If you won't do it for me, then do it for these dollars
'Cause I'ma make it rain, these other dudes is lame (yeah)
They talk a good game (uh-huh), but they can't do the same (nah)
Now drop it up and down, now take it to the ground
If you wanna please me, baby, all you gotta do is
Pop, lock, and drop it, but baby, don't stop it
We can do it like Chris Brown, girl, and get it poppin'
Man, I'm a pro (yep), look I'm far from a rookie (that's right)
Girl, get your pretty self over here, gimme them cookies
Toot that thang up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop pop, lock it for me, girl, get low
If yo' mama gave it to you, baby girl, let it show
Once you pop, lock, drop it for me maybe we could roll, oh
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Shawty snap (yeah!)
Goddamn, shawty snap (shawty!)
Yea, now let me ask you a lil' question that you never heard
How do you make them dollars disappear like I'm for real for a lack of better words
Let me introduce my friend, that's Huey and Bow Wow
I'm the pain, better known as Teddy-Bend-Her-Ass-Down
I'm G (yea), but you probably already knew that
But you didn't know I could make you pop, lock, drop and do that
Now understand I'm the baddest man alive
So let's just bend your knees and do the G5 (now we fly)
Yea, now you can do it (yeah), yea, I know you see me (yeah)
Yea, you wanna be me (yeah), yea, you got my CD (yeah)
Yea, that's Hitz Committee (yeah), yea, that's Baby Huey (yeah)
Yea, that's Bow Weezy (yeah), yea, that's Teddy Pain (yeah)
I'ma make you climb the pole
I'ma play you depending on how this money unfold
And I got it from my mama, I ain't tryna go pro
If you pop, lock, drop it, I might let all of this go, oh
Toot that thang up (ah-ahn), mami, make it roll (ah-ahn)
Once you pop pop, lock it for me (ah-ahn), girl, get low (ah-ahn, ah)
If yo' mama gave it to you (ah-ahn), baby girl, let it show (ah-ahn)
Once you pop, lock, drop it for me (ah-ahn), maybe we could roll, oh
Ay (yeah), I guess that's what it is then (that's what it is)
Hitz Committee (throw your APs up), So So Def
Konvict, what's up? (What's up, man?)
Ay, y'all either roll with us or get rolled over, man (yeah)
Already (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Faheem Najm, Shad Gregory Moss, Calvin Jermel Miller, Dandre Lemont Smith, Lawrence Franks
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