POP DAT THANG (Official Remix|Explicit)

Let me pop my shit this ass too fat
He gettin' hard when I sit on his lap
Bitch talk shit I'ma swing on that ho
My DMs gettin' out of control
Scream my name 'til your throat get sore
When I pop out this shit on the floor
Show my ass like I'm gettin' a tan
Pussy get wet when I see my man
Me and my bitches can't wait for this summer
Tight-ass dresses nothin' else under
You get my number I'ma change my number
If my nigga home don't blow my cover
I don't get gassed I gaslight
Stamp that
Face still beat from last night
Stamp that
Real bad bitch my cash right
Must've been a goddamn stripper in my past life
Look at my waist can't even see it
Look at my belt don't even need it
Unless it's yo' ass then I'm 'bout to beat it
I look in the mirror it feel like I'm cheatin'
It's 3 AM my phone on DND
Hoes be sick need a EMT
My nigga said next nigga DM me
He gon' air this bitch like a BnB
Pop that thang let it clap let it clap
Ride this D while you sit on my lap
Spread them cheeks let me see that hole
Shake that ass like you outta control
Suck that thang 'til your throat get sore
Bend it on down put ya face on the floor
Fuck that shit till ya legs can't stand
High freak bitch with the world in her hand
Pop that thang let it clap let it clap
Ride this D while you sit on my lap
Spread them cheeks let me see that hole
Shake that ass like you outta control
Suck that thang 'til your throat get sore
Bend it on down put ya face on the floor
Fuck that shit till ya legs can't stand
High freak bitch with the world in her hand
High freak bitch coming straight out the 'Yami
The Yams
Shit I don't wanna meet yo' mami
Ugh
Trick-ass nigga wanna make me his wife
Probably why his other hoes can't stand me
Yeah
In the car I'm suckin' it sloppy
I know why you runnin' this pussy a faucet
Ooh
Take a trip hurt his pockets in the worst way
Ayy
New titties new ass you the birthday
I'ma back this ass up like Juvie
Ooh
Shakin' ass on the couch in Booby
Ooh
Make him beg like Caresha please
Please
Do it for the bad hoes in the Z's
Ride ride ride ride ride ride
Bounce that shit to the beat
Girl if you a ho then show that pussy you ain't gotta be discreet
Thangya
Pop that thang let it clap let it clap
Ride this D while you sit on my lap
Spread them cheeks let me see that hole
Shake that ass like you outta control
Suck that thang 'til your throat get sore
Bend it on down put ya face on the floor
Fuck that shit till ya legs can't stand
High freak bitch with the world in her hand
Shake that wham show your mama made a ho
All the bad bitches bring your ass to the floor
Couple shots in we ain't going back home
1942 she gon'
Pop that thang
Ride that shit speed it up go slow
I'm thick no secret shit everybody know
Face too pretty and this pussy too good
Said it's somethin' 'bout me that he can't let go
I put the wham in his hands
In his hands
He put the bands in my hands
Left cheek right cheek goddamn
I'm really that bitch and I know who I am
I put the wham in his hands
In his hands
He put the bands in my hands
Left cheek right cheek goddamn
I'm really that bitch and I know who I am
Pop that thang let it clap let it clap
Ride this D while you sit on my lap
Spread them cheeks let me see that hole
Shake that ass like you outta control
Suck that thang 'til your throat get sore
Bend it on down put ya face on the floor
Fuck that shit till ya legs can't stand
High freak bitch with the world in her hand
Pop that thang let it clap let it clap
Ride this D while you sit on my lap
Spread them cheeks let me see that hole
Shake that ass like you outta control
Suck that thang 'til your throat get sore
Bend it on down put ya face on the floor
Fuck that shit till ya legs can't stand
High freak bitch with the world in her hand
Remix yeah remix nigga
I'ma show you niggas how to make a remix
Yeah
Came up outta nowhere they ain't see it
All that other shit droppin' you can keep it
You know
Baby make the bad bitches pop that pop that
Throw that ass around like it's the Freaknik
Okay
Push me to the wall get to pullin' down my drawls
Hands up in the air I'm playing defense
Yeah
A couple years straight niggas thought that was it
Ain't no fucking way know I brought back a hit
I had took her with me we both spent a lil' time
She got hers I got mine then I brought back his bitch
Ya fuck-nigga lame he had brought back a chain and some money a purse
I just brought back some dick
Cut a ho off I wasn't feelin' that shit
Taking back over like gimme this shit
Yeah she got the
World in her hands uh-huh
She make it bounce on the D
Let's do it
I got a Glock in my pants
What I do?
I pull it out let it hit she gon'
Suck that thang till ya throat get sore
And fuck me so good I don't want no more
Baby got a gun for every day of the month
Bitch-ass nigga you don't want no war I'ma
Pop that thang let it clap let it clap
Ride this D while you sit on my lap
Spread them cheeks let me see that hole
Shake that ass like you outta control
Suck that thang 'til your throat get sore
Bend it on down put ya face on the floor
Fuck that shit till ya legs can't stand
High freak bitch with the world in her hand
Pop that thang let it clap let it clap
Ride this D while you sit on my lap
Spread them cheeks let me see that hole
Shake that ass like you outta control
Suck that thang 'til your throat get sore
Bend it on down put ya face on the floor
Fuck that shit till ya legs can't stand
High freak bitch with the world in her hand