Joyner Lucas - What's Poppin (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Joyner Lucas - What's Poppin (en) Lyrics
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What's gucci? (Joyner)
Boston bitch, she bougie (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you goofy
Told niggas, "You don't
like me? Shoot me"
And if you don't wanna
fight me, sue me
Guaranteed niggas won't
(Shit could get ugly)
This feel like a Spike Lee movie
Room full of hoes and
I might get choosy
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Please excuse me
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Don't play with me, I'm a family man
I put your bitch on my family plan
My mansion lookin' like Fantasy Land
All of my moves are carefully planned
Bitches watchin' and hatin' (Yeah),
put that shit in they
faces (Shit in they faces)
Now hand mе the Benz
I'll buy the whole buildin'
and keep them hoes in they
places (Hey, hey, woah)
My bitch got titties like Pamela And'
back a real nigga (Ah, ah)
And she wanna fuck in a janitor's van
I'm 'bout to turn to a psycho
You 'bout to see my true
colors like Michael
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(But don't wanna work)
up with a rifle
I never lit niggas up
but I might though
I'm a cool nigga but
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I'm 'bouta fuck this
you sleep (While you sleep)
You do not know me, no,
we ain't related
And we ain't got mutual friends
that I might know
Every bitch I ever been with
told me I'm heartless
You a bitch, if you get the
chance, I bet you snitch
I can never win, they want
me up in a coffin
Way before I started winnin',
had a couple of losses
Had to make a livin' out
my mother's apartment
Wasn't too much opportunity
to come up in Boston
I was workin' odd jobs, had
me stuck in the office
On God, I was outside runnin'
and walkin' nonstop
On a dark block, duckin'
and dodgin' all cops
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'Til my heart stops workin'
at ten breaths
I benchpress any fuck nigga relentless
I been dead, I ain't put
you niggas to bed yet
The bed wet, this a wet dream
of wet sex wit' rednecks
I learned from God, whatever
will, just will be
I bet you prolly wanna
kill, to kill me
Dear fuck nigga, still can't
believe I used to fuck
with ya (Fuck with ya)
And George Floyd'd prolly
kill to still breathe
Poppin' Plan B's 'cause I ain't
I protest but we still
feel no real peace
And man I hate fucked up rules
Got a fucked up head with
some fucked up screws
Bitch, please don't put
me in a fucked up mood
Got twin nines, and we play
duck, duck, goose
Better jump up, move 'fore I bump rush
Niggas get lumped up too,
I'm in a fucked up mood
I don't even trust me, why
the fuck trust you?
goofy ass got bitches (Yeah)
Three deep in your crib like a drug
bust, one plus two, nigga
I'm with the fam
All them hoes wanna look
like me (Look like me)
All y'all been sleepin',
I'm tuckin' you in
I built the label then upped the event
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Please don't compare me to
none of these scrams
I'm buildin' my brand, you
stuck in the ground
I took advantage and stuck
to the plan (Joyner)
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Boston bitch, she bougie (Yeah, yeah)
Slick back ponytail, feelin'
Look, you goofy
Guaranteed niggas won't like
the new me (They won't)
What's gucci?
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