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• Artiste: French Montana
• Titre: Pop The Half
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Impossible Dreams Music Group Whoop, Montaga, Don Valley She popped a half, got her titties shown That bitch bad, with no panties on Count cash, is my favorite song That cool black, but the baby chrome I make the most of it, I bet them hoes love it Fly by that plane ready, tell up, bring no luggage Might just go ghost fucking, white bitch got no stomach Coke boys they ain't ready, wave guys they all love it Cash in the zone, prolly with four or five bitches tryna show on it, prolly Four or five years and I'll be gone, prolly Probably with my dogs high, sitting on the throne, prolly, yeah These niggas on our deck (On our dеck) Our products are the best (Thе best, baby) Our music is the shit (The shit) These niggas need a lift (Need a lift) I do this shit for less (Less, baby) I get up in they head (Get up in they head) Then I get up in they bed Yeah, we H-Boom, Coon, True Hustlers Give me all the energy, it's up, you can muster New attitude, new mood, new clusters Gallon of the booze if it snooze you too rusty Some other type of nigga, it's so hard to explain it Powers is the way, it's so hard to contain it Bigger ball to sneeze back, be so hopeful You see him in the streets, he's a local (Hey) That slick ass nigga there with the charm and debonair When I wave my arm I make alarms Bullet the stairs, stolen you niggas and now I'm home Pull up a chair, these niggas is old, they goin' home I couldn't care She popped a half, got her titties shown That bitch bad, with no panties on Count cash, is my favorite song That cool black, but the baby chrome I make the most of it, I bet them hoes love it Fly by that plane ready, tell up, bring no luggage Might just go ghost fucking, white bitch got no stomach Coke boys they ain't ready, wave guys they all love it Cash in the zone, prolly with four or five bitches tryna show on it, prolly Four or five years and I'll be gone, prolly Probably with my dogs high, sitting on the throne, prolly, yeah These niggas on our deck (On our deck) Our products are the best (The best, baby) Our music is the shit (The shit) These niggas need a lift (Need a lift) I do this shit for less (Less, baby) I get up in they head (Get up in they head) Then I get up in they bed