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Correct Pop Out (Remix) Lyrics
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-Polo and Faygo- We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aiming' for your body, shots hits your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane -Polo G- She don't like her body, left the doctor with a new shape Blowing up my phone 'cause she just see me with my new bae Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J She was tryna cling onto a nigga, but it's too late Booked a flight to Cali, racks and condoms in my suitcase And every single dollar in these bands gotta blue face Diamonds in the Rollie, they in HD like it's Blu-Ray The way that I been ballin' should make the cover of 2K Show out for the summer I might pull up in a new Wraith Dissin' on the gang that's gon only get your crew chased And we hawk shit down, better tighten up yo shoe lace Lil bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray -Lil Faygo- We pulled up to yo crib Now what you finna do I’ve been in and out the cage I feel like i'm in a zoo Smoking out the blunt,Yeah, its drenched in residue If you feeling like you lucky Pull down the avenue If you wanna gamble Go ahead and roll the dice Becarefull how you play yo cards We’ll hit yo ass twice And just like a ninja Hit you with the slice Litsen to yo niggas Better take up they advice Be careful where you lacking You gon end up getting broke And just like yo bitch Hit her ass with a stroke On my dick Bitches love being choked Getting head like i got a scope -Polo and Faygo- We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change We ain't aiming' for your body, shots hits your brain We come from poverty, man, we ain't have a thing It's a lot of animosity, but they won't say my name Them killers rock with me, lil' nigga, don't get banged 'Cause they'll do the job for me while I hop on a plane
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