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Alyssa Kyle - Poppin It Lyrics

[Verse]
Ain't sip drank in fifty days, but I'm dyin' just to sip
Better have a baby Dracy if you slide in this whip
I'm icy as a bitch, two hundred thousand on the kit
Niggas poppin' all this money, ain't even icier than my bitch
I'm a bad motherfucker, I'm still floatin' off them yerkies
You want a song with Threezy? Bring ten thousand for a verse
I'm rich as a bitch, I make money in my sleep
Stove crackin' Threezy, I bring flockers to your street
Bad bitch with me, look like a model when she walk
Rich nigga lingo, it sound like money when I talk
Fly motherfucker, it's tattoos 'round my head
The plug throwin' bricks in the streets like he Craig
Big baller Threezy, it's a Rollie watch, nigga
Squabble who, nigga? I'm Mr. Bust-Triggers
Sevеral hundred gram Cuban, makin' my back hurt
I got thirty thousand cash sittin' in the Chanel pursе
I blew hella bands on jewelry, I'm probably gon' buy more
Rocks on my hand like the nigga on Fantastic Four
Diamonds on my body and all of them bitches flawless
If this ain't stuntin', then what the fuck do you call it?
I'm a young, hot nigga with a cooling kit on the chopper
Got a safe and I want it, can't nothin' you do stop us
Recoil on the micro, I been done blew my shoulder out
Keep poppin' on 'Gram, we gon' wait at his mama house
Is you gon' take a risk to get some pape' or not, nigga?
If you ain't gettin' pape', at least go be a block spinner
I'm rich as a bitch, but you can't get next to me
We make examples out of niggas, play, we stretchin' him
We ain't sellin' no strap, just paid twelve hundred for a MAC
I take Perkies 'fore I act, not for no pain in my back
Marni on my skin, wear it in any type of weather
Bought two outfits and I just came here for a sweater
Bust baby down, she ain't with me, she ain't got diamonds
Chauffeur ridin', the back seats be reclinin'
Whole body covered when I peel up out the shirt
She get what she want and she ain't even gotta work