Testo Pop Tarts - Jarrell Pyro Johnson
Testo della canzone Pop Tarts (Jarrell Pyro Johnson), tratta dall'album The Showcase Noir: Curtain Rise
Them Pop Tarts
They'll do it to you
I'll pop that cherry
I'll pop that strawberry
I'll pop that blueberry
Pop that cookies
Pop that cookies
And put it in the cream
And you know what I mean
Pop it up
You're a jerk
Them Pop Tarts
They'll do it to you
Got a cherry flavor bitch, sorry about that Tanya
It's just your acid so fat that every time you walk by
I don't know if I should hop on in
Or follow you in the cap
Just as simple as that
I be jerking at the funk, sharing clever than tact
Downside mevin' and back, doodoo mamas we lack
And these bitches so bad that you forget about the track
Oops I'm not talkin' bout the track
Come on I'm pullin' on my head
I guess the track is almost on like magic
The way pop-tarts give you a rush is tragic
I like them fresh, no preservatives added
Up city game, I just wanna grab it
And get off in a jelly like I was a rabbit
Make her ovaries, my wife and inside a pussy
Real cohabit
Pop-tart, pop-tart cherry
Pop-tart, pop-tart strawberry
Pop blueberries Pop that cookies And put it in a
Cream you know what I mean pop it up you a jerk
Them Pop Tarts, they'll do it to you. You
Like brown sugar, I got a bitch for you
Put it in the toast and watch that bitch pop
If the bitch don't pop, that means it wasn't hot
Some niggas like it raw, that's it, they flaw. My
Preference is cooked, that usually gets me hooked
Take it out the wrapper
Oops, I mean her bra, bro
Touch her in the right spot
And watch that bra go
Hundred miles of running
Hundred miles of coming
Oops, I mean frosting
I guess I'm on to something
She steady jerking
While I'm jerking on the dance floor
Told her to let my pants go
She said no
Her friends wanted to show
So she entertained with her brain
Now I'm picking the pastries
In the back of my brain
That's what I explained
While I got my phone in my palm
Looking up poptart.com
Pop-tarts
And pop a strawberry
And pop a strawberry
And pop a blueberry
And pop that cookie
And put it on your green
You know what I mean
Pop it up
You're a jerk
Strawberry, blueberry delicious
Chocolate fiending, chocolate delicious
I got ice cream sundaes
Cream it on a chip like I was on it
Mmm
I like that cherry cherry
Mmm, I like that shit
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Writer(s): Barry Johnson
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