Video Pop My Shit Ft E 40 Larry June Y Dreebo de Dj Fresh 2024 Dance Lyrics

Dj Fresh - Pop My Shit Ft E 40 Larry June Y Dreebo Lyrics

4 s Pop My Shit Lyrics[Intro: E-40]
(DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh)
Let me pop my shit
Yay Area

[Verse 1: E-40]
A lot of the shit that I say ain't always true (Always true)
But it's hella shit that I say that's hella true (Hella true)
It all depends on your point of view (Point of view)
The shit that's old to me might be new to you
I was pushin' the game with a triple beam and a microphone
Servin' nasal candy, same color as Styrofoam
And the survivor zone right in the front of my mama's home
Pushin' that Barney Rubble and that Fred Flintstone
A product of my environment
Paramedics and firemen
Whеre the old folks, homeownеrs can't enjoy retirement
Where the poor folks and the dromers, ambulance and sirens
Where the po-pos, Poncherellos, high-speeds end in violence
These bitches be on a nigga like I'm Denzel (Denzel)
I gotta tell them hoes that my bread's stale
Would she put up ten percent (Ten percent) if I get popped? (Get popped)
Conjugal visit, they threw me in the pot
Bitch

[Chorus: Dreebo]
Let me pop off, pop my shit
Let me pop my sh—
Chopper knock your fitted and your sock off
Pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
They watchin' us, we is not y'all
Pop my shit (My shit)
Let me pop my shit
They ain't win that home run, this a walk-off
Pop my shit (My shit)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, let me pop off
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Don't watch me, nigga, watch that bitch
Man, you niggas too old to be actin' like this
She thought I was dancin', nah, that was the wrist
I got it out the mud, I don't owe a nigga shit
I'm on one (I'm on one), you niggas late in the game
I bought a whole lot of real estate before this chain
I got one over there, I got one out the way
So hell yeah, I'm pushin' 'Rari when it's time to skate (Numbers)
Where was niggas at when we was smokin' the shake? (Smokin' the shake)
Where was niggas at when we was movin' the— Shh (Movin' on)
I stack and I stack and I stack again (Stack again)
You thought it was a wrap, but I'm back again (Back again)
Lookin' for a lil' bitch that I can call wifey
It's just a white tee, but the wrist piece pricy
Yeehee, damn, this bitch lookin' righteous
Soft ass, tryna hold the bitch hostage, what's happenin'?

[Chorus: Dreebo]
Let me pop off, pop my shit
Let me pop my sh—
Chopper knock your fitted and your sock off
Pop my shit
Let me pop my shit
They watchin' us, we is not y'all
Pop my shit (My shit)
Let me pop my shit
They ain't win that home run, this a walk-off
Pop my shit (My shit)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, let me pop off