Get It Poppin Lyrics by Jim Jones

Get It Poppin Lyrics


    feat. Jha Jha, Princess

    [Jha Jha Verse]
    Now I am fresh out of bail
    harder flyer than a muthafuck
    I dont do the ??
    Sumthin like a rubber nut
    Sumthin like a hustler
    Got it runin through my blood
    You aint bout dat money
    Well honey I dont give a fuck
    trynna ball wit a hoodie on
    Cost about a stack
    Got my booty shorts on but you cant see da stash

    My shawty in da hood said he like it like dat
    He put it on me good
    and I throw it right back
    Im a Playa
    Ima pimp
    I'll stick ya up for ya cheedar
    And all ya chips
    Gimme da keys
    I want da Juice
    Da credit cards, Da dogs and house too
    Dey see Im doin me
    Dey see Im gettin paid
    I still be in da hood
    Repersentin for da Days
    Mercedes wanna hate
    Try to stomp em
    Ima Fake
    O its all in da game
    But im still gettin cake

    [Hook (Jha Jha)]
    If you a G
    Lemme see
    You aint gotta pay for da dinner
    Its on me
    Lets get it poppin shawty
    Lets get it poppin shawty
    I get it poppin shawty
    Lets get it poppin shawty

    [Hook (Jim Jones)]
    We got da cash (Flossin')
    Buy out da bars(Ballin')
    Drop da tops out da celing
    You see da stars (Uh)
    We get it poppin shawty (Uh)
    I get it poppin shawty (Uh)
    We get it poppin shawty (Uh)
    We get it poppin shawty (Uh)

    [Jim Jones Verse]
    Now what bitch dont want me (Who)
    Young rich G (Ballin')
    Gun beneath da seat
    Pushin a hundred on da V (Speedin')
    Hand on da rocks two seater what you call dat (Foul)
    Lambergini drop
    Two divas how ya solve dat (Get Em)
    Easy Just loosen up da bra strap
    Make em feel sexy
    Push dat seat to da coupe back (da celing's missin)
    And den you let da breeze do da four play Caress her a little
    And den you let da V do da horseplay
    Turn da city streets to a horse race
    Burn rubber (Vroom)
    And word motha I got no cover Hoes love us (Dey love us doe)
    And I only fear da Lord above us (Gratefully)
    So if you want me come and get me
    Make it good muhfucka (I'm neva scared)
    Tell da hatas cuff at dat (Chea)
    I play wit paper by da ten stack (Cakin)
    I love ladies wit a shoe fettish (HA HA)
    I tell her baby I got a coupe fettish (You hear dat)
    You wanna ride wit a G

    [Both hooks]

    [Princess Verse]
    Now bout to get it poppin
    If you ready for us
    Startin wit dem shoppin sprees
    Im givin honts so dey know it
    Who said love dont cost a thing
    Im from da city where da chicks are thick
    Blingin on dey neck and wrist
    And niggas poppin bottles
    While da ladies rock dey hips
    You get to know me and i'll teach you somethin
    To go from lil money flossin
    To doin super stuntin
    Im always griindin so Im gettin money
    Stick wit me and you'll go far
    Dem otha chicks dey come a dime a dozen
    You say dat you a G
    Well nigga let me see
    I'll take you places where you neva thought dat you would be
    I got a sassy mouth
    And yea I'm from da south
    And you could tell because you see my ass and hips poked out
    I'm best dressed no doubt
    Lets go it aint no thang
    Princess im da chick
    And dont forget my name
    And this here wont change
    You betta sho respect
    Or we'll really get it poppin
    Jha Jha, Crime Mob, and Dipset

    [Both Hooks once]

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