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Jahlil Beats, holla at me. I feel like Scarface sittin' at the table with A bunch of drug dealers gettin' money, man. All we really know, pop a band and give A bitch a tip. I let it go, pop A band and give a bitch a tip. I got it to blow, throw some more. I tell her go, shawty, get it off the Floor. All I really know is pop a band And give a bitch a tip. All I really know is pop a band and Give a bitch a tip. Bitch, bring me my bottles and some shots for While we waitin'. Look at all these rich niggas And all of us impatient. You don't know 'bout ballin', baby, I know they Been fakin'. I am only here to blow these Bands and make a statement. Ain't no room to move and all the booshes In here taken. I got 'em shakin', I got 'em shakin'. I got some trap niggas In this bitch bakin'. You have no idea how much time we facin'. Baby, I'm just tryna pay you for the time You been wastin'. I don't wanna hear 'bout what you makin'. I know these niggas heard from Troy Atkins. I'm still shootin' on 'em, Cam Newton on 'em. I took the money out the bag and I Threw it on 'em. Then I dab, then I dab and kept it Movin' on I went and got another bag and I blowed it. Okay, I'm reloaded. I feel like Scarface sittin' at the table with A bunch of drug dealers gettin' money, Man. All we really know, pop a band and Give a bitch a tip. I let it go, pop a band and give A bitch a tip. I got it to blow, Throw some more. I tell her go, Shawty, get it off the floor. All I really know is pop a band and Give a bitch a tip. All I really know Is pop a band and give a bitch a Tip. She bring it with the sparkles, I'ma pay Her for her service. Broke niggas make pretty bitches nervous. I just bought all them bottles on purpose. 'Cause if you ain't gettin' no money, Then you're worthless. I got it to blow and She know. She gon' get it off the floor before we Go. I tell her do it slow, freak hoe. Take it off and let me see a peepshow. Do that shit that make a nigga throw some More. I can tell you never seen this much Money before. Runnin' up a tab and I'm payin' What I owe. Comin' down the slab in a Foreign on the floor. Them niggas ain't gettin' no dough. She ain't fuckin' with you no more. I don't know why you was thinkin' that she Won't go. Another molly in the morning, You'll be back home. Bitch, you gotta be careful 'bout what you ask For. I feel like Scarface sittin' at the table With a bunch of drug dealers gettin' money, Man. All we really know, pop a band and Give a bitch a tip. I let it go, pop a band and give A bitch a tip. I got it to blow, Throw some more. I tell her go, Shawty, get it off the floor. All I really know is pop a band and Give a bitch a tip. All I really know is pop a band and Give a bitch a tip.
Young Buck — Pop a Band
«Pop a Band» — Young Buck. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:28. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
