Is She Gon Pop lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Art of seduction, hoes jump like Vince Carter
Backstage like they a part of production
We talked about her dreams, you gotta start off with somethin'
Her momma went to college, but yet her father was hustlin', uh
Found it funny 'cause now they daughter is stuck in
A similar predicament, I'm askin' where her n*gga went
She said "Your guess is good as mine
Dropped outta school, now he run the streets, like, all the time
Left me alone with this baby, I don't hear from the n*gga
And to keep it hundred with you, I don't care for the n*gga"
Well, movin' on
"Funny 'cause I only know a couple of your songs, but I love when they come on"
Word

[Chorus]
I'll take it, baby I'll take it
And why I'm starin' at you? 'Cause I'm picturin' you naked
Know what's on your mind, embrace it, do not fake it
Tonight is what you make it, take it, do not waste it, uh
Take a shot, you not wasted
[mumbling]
I'm in a small-ass town with a superstar chick
This is superstar di*k, girl, how could you not taste it?
[Verse 2]
Huh, that's a little ego—
Tistic, my amigos be hockin' in Toledo
n*ggas winnin' off me, it's all G 'cause he know
b*tches can't get the Michael so they settlin' for Tito
We know, yeah, n*gga, we know
Hot b*tch fell in my lap like cappuccino
n*ggas so thirsty, it irks me
You keep on puttin' b*tches over money but that ain't my cup of tea though
Nah n*gga, the game is to get
A bunch of paper just to change your f*ckin' neighbors and sh*t
I swear if n*ggas put half of what they put in chasin' ass
Into a craft, by now, you'd be famous and rich, huh
But I get it, you rather lay with a b*tch
While you play with her pus*y, and let her play with your di*k, huh
She thinking she got a first round pick, huh
She thinkin' 'bout all the things she can get, huh
She thinkin' you got a Range for a whip
And a fly-ass crib, oh, but it's not that simple 'cause
All you got is a phone full of b*tches, huh
And they just like her
Meanwhile, I'm stackin' paper up, my word
Had more hoes comin' than a bus driver
Got a full grown woman wanna f*ck, my word
Wanna ride my nouns, let her suck my verbs, ayy
[Chorus]
I'll take it, baby I'll take it
And why I'm starin' at you? 'Cause I'm picturin' you naked
Know what's on your mind, embrace it, do not fake it
Tonight is what you make it, take it, do not waste it, uh
Take a shot, you not wasted
[mumbling]
I'm in a small-ass town with a superstar chick
This is superstar di*k, girl, how could you not taste it?