Yeah
Ready?
Beam me up, Scottie
One sec
Yeah your shawty gave me fun sex
I could buy your life pay your tuition all off one check
Uh yes, kill the beat now it’s undead
I f#ck the world f#ck the game all in one bed
Ah yeah
She came back for round two
I can never I can never stand around you
All these other rappers never sound new
How to get a way with murder bet I found clues
Bout to pull up in a truck m#th*rf#ck*r
If you don’t pay me my bucks m#th*rf#ck*r
Stop acting like a tough m#th*rf#ck*r
Stop throwing all those subs shut the f#ck up
Yeah you should stop being silent
You don’t want the crew to start being violent
sh#t so lit there ain’t no denying it
Contract with the devil bet your #ss you signed it
So stupid
Dumb dumb
Get with the motherf#cking movement
I do too lit when I do this
Bout to hit this sh#t with Hadouken
She rub on me like masseuses
Bought her new #ss and some new t#ts
I just hit a beat and I lose it
I answer my line like who’s this
So, Bryant…Bryant
New York
Chicago
L.A
We gotta set our own mark and enforce it
Bryant, I don’t think you’re listening to me
Then empty the clip
Hard for them to not envy this sh#t
If I drink I bring Remy to mix
Either that or some Henny to sip
Bounce and just step to this
Rounds in the air like its festive sh#t
I move round hate effortless
You move like you is on sedatives
Slow slow
Like you feening
Know you need this
When I drop
You’re hoe so
In my jeans
X-rated scenes
Call me Poppa
Slow slow
Like you feening
Know you need this
When I drop
You’re ho so
In my jeans
X-rated scenes
Call me Poppa
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Bryant B Lyrics – POPPA