POP STAR (Explicit)
DaBaby, Kevin Gates"POP STAR (Explicit)" is a song by DaBaby, Kevin Gates, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:42 long and contains 73 lines and 697 words.
Lyrics
0:01(Pop star, CashmoneyAP) They gon' tell you I went
0:03They gon' tell you I went
0:04They gon' tell you I went
0:06Pop star (Pop star)
0:07What they gon' tell you (Huh)
0:10They prolly tell you I went pop (Huh?)
0:12Until a ***** play with me and he get popped (Yeah)
0:15I'm on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?)
0:18I'm ready to beat a ***** up like I'm The Rock (Let's go)
0:21And she ready to sweep a ***** up because he hot (Mm, mm)
0:23She ready to eat a ***** up until he lock (Yeah)
0:26She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a cop (Hmm)
0:29Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop (Huh)
0:32I told her "**** the police", yeah
0:34She right beside me and she sendin' nudes (Let's go)
0:37You **** my *****? That's cool, I'm ****in' *****s *******, too
0:40If you try my shoes, they ain't gon' fit,
0:42Man, you wear different shoes (Uh, uh)
0:43Had to dumb it down for them to bite,
0:44Now it's time to switch the groove (Okay, okay)
0:46I pull up smooth wit' my lil' bae,
0:47But I coulda came wit' your boo (Uh huh)
0:49If you wit' the **** like I'm wit' the ****,
0:50When they play they gon' make the news (Yeah)
0:52I was in your sis on Sunday at your grandma place, she cool (Uh huh)
0:55And if she raised you, I don't want her plate, no,
0:57I ain't even take her food (No thanks)
0:58Baby bougie, he be turnin' down all kinda hoes
1:01He took my ***** in Nike, I'm rockin' designer clothes
1:03I told her "Sorry, I'm not ****in', baby I'm not a ho"
1:06Had ******* knockin' at my door like they was Domino's
1:09They gon' say I went pop (Huh?)
1:11Until a ***** play with me and he get popped (Yeah)
1:14I'm on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?)
1:16I'm ready to beat a ***** up like I'm The Rock (Let's go)
1:19And she ready to sweep a ***** up because he hot (Mm, mm)
1:22She ready to eat a ***** up until he lock (Yeah)
1:25She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a cop (Hmm)
1:28Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop (Huh)
1:31I told her "**** the police", yeah
1:33Takin' a trip to Mexico,
1:35I'm comin' right back in town (órale)
1:36I sell a lotta perico,
1:37Been tryna slow it down (Tryna slow it down)
1:39Takin' a four,
1:40I put a two on that and then I make it bounce (Boing)
1:42I took a thirty six to a hundred
1:43And eight and weigh up every ounce
1:45I'm a plug, workin' a drug hub out in H-town (Hey)
1:48Hey, what up? You my lil' love bug, you with Gates now
1:51Penetrate while I grip her waist, push her face down (Yeah)
1:54Concentrate (Boom), this that bass,
1:56Makin' great sounds (Boom, boom, boom)
1:57Got a graveyard up under my belt, more murders than New Mexico
2:00Thirty round extension, mini Glizzy and I'm servin' coke
2:03I'm up in rank in the cartel,
2:04I got control in this ***** (Nyoom)
2:05And still I'll book you for a show
2:07And get you showed in this *****
2:08Swear you want a don dada, *****, we Puerto Rico gangland
2:11A hundred bricks ain't nuttin',
2:13I pushed a button and make the plane land
2:15Show some of you *****s how to grind up out the hole
2:17Then I tied ya in with 'migo then I got you, he just told
2:20Yeah, he just told you how to pop (Huh?)
2:21Until a ***** play with me and he get popped (Yeah)
2:24I'm on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?)
2:27I'm ready to beat a ***** up like I'm The Rock (Let's go)
2:30And she ready to sweep a ***** up because he hot (Mm, mm)
2:33She ready to eat a ***** up until he lock (Yeah)
2:36She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a cop (Hmm)
2:39Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop (Huh)
2:42I told her "**** the police", yeah
(Pop star, CashmoneyAP) They gon' tell you I went They gon' tell you I went They gon' tell you I went Pop star (Pop star) What they gon' tell you (Huh) They prolly tell you I went pop (Huh?) Until a ***** play with me and he get popped (Yeah) I'm on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?) I'm ready to beat a ***** up like I'm The Rock (Let's go) And she ready to sweep a ***** up because he hot (Mm, mm) She ready to eat a ***** up until he lock (Yeah) She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a cop (Hmm) Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop (Huh) I told her "**** the police", yeah She right beside me and she sendin' nudes (Let's go) You **** my *****? That's cool, I'm ****in' *****s *******, too If you try my shoes, they ain't gon' fit, Man, you wear different shoes (Uh, uh) Had to dumb it down for them to bite, Now it's time to switch the groove (Okay, okay) I pull up smooth wit' my lil' bae, But I coulda came wit' your boo (Uh huh) If you wit' the **** like I'm wit' the ****, When they play they gon' make the news (Yeah) I was in your sis on Sunday at your grandma place, she cool (Uh huh) And if she raised you, I don't want her plate, no, I ain't even take her food (No thanks) Baby bougie, he be turnin' down all kinda hoes He took my ***** in Nike, I'm rockin' designer clothes I told her "Sorry, I'm not ****in', baby I'm not a ho" Had ******* knockin' at my door like they was Domino's They gon' say I went pop (Huh?) Until a ***** play with me and he get popped (Yeah) I'm on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?) I'm ready to beat a ***** up like I'm The Rock (Let's go) And she ready to sweep a ***** up because he hot (Mm, mm) She ready to eat a ***** up until he lock (Yeah) She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a cop (Hmm) Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop (Huh) I told her "**** the police", yeah Takin' a trip to Mexico, I'm comin' right back in town (órale) I sell a lotta perico, Been tryna slow it down (Tryna slow it down) Takin' a four, I put a two on that and then I make it bounce (Boing) I took a thirty six to a hundred And eight and weigh up every ounce I'm a plug, workin' a drug hub out in H-town (Hey) Hey, what up? You my lil' love bug, you with Gates now Penetrate while I grip her waist, push her face down (Yeah) Concentrate (Boom), this that bass, Makin' great sounds (Boom, boom, boom) Got a graveyard up under my belt, more murders than New Mexico Thirty round extension, mini Glizzy and I'm servin' coke I'm up in rank in the cartel, I got control in this ***** (Nyoom) And still I'll book you for a show And get you showed in this ***** Swear you want a don dada, *****, we Puerto Rico gangland A hundred bricks ain't nuttin', I pushed a button and make the plane land Show some of you *****s how to grind up out the hole Then I tied ya in with 'migo then I got you, he just told Yeah, he just told you how to pop (Huh?) Until a ***** play with me and he get popped (Yeah) I'm on front row at BET without my Glock (Huh?) I'm ready to beat a ***** up like I'm The Rock (Let's go) And she ready to sweep a ***** up because he hot (Mm, mm) She ready to eat a ***** up until he lock (Yeah) She hit the brakes and speed it up like she a cop (Hmm) Now she got her hands behind her head like I'm a cop (Huh) I told her "**** the police", yeah
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