Poppin It Hard (V2) lyrics

[Intro]
(Dee, you poppin' your sh*t, n*gga)
Uh, let's do it, n*gga
Uh, let's do it
I don't want nobody hear this sh*t but me and you, n*gga
This sh*t raw and uncut, n*gga
Uh
Yeah

[Verse]
Get your dope off, n*gga, what you waitin' on?
I've been stayin' down for what I want, I deserve it, holmes
Hundred thousand cash and a briefcase, like I got a business loan
Don't need to hang around nobody, I got my own motions on
I'm a real Fox, huh, n*gga, I can't be cloned
State to state, private jet to jet, I don't know where my home
You ain't tryna give up that pus*y or mouth, you gotta go back home
Before we start this sex off, suck my di*k, get me out my comfort zone
n*gga, I'll put this sh*t on your head, talkin' 'bout twenty thousand bones
Don't try to run in my spot, n*gga, I'll turn this b*tch to Home Alone
Fifteen for a show, Bagg say, "Fox, keep your pricеs strong"
Twenty minutes, get in four folks homеs, in and out, I'm gone
Three-thousand for some purple sh*t in that styrofoam
She like, "Boy, don't forget where you came from," I'm like, "Ho, leave me 'lone"
Kickin' big sh*t with the pimpin', broke a b*tch dot com
Private jet from Miami to L.A., switch the time zones
Fourteen hundred on some kicks, how? 'Cause these Lanvins, holmes
Poppin' hard, n*gga, I got it on, when I ain't got it on
n*ggas who ain't ever threw me a quarter askin', "Put me on"
Fatt fox'll make this sh*t look good with Aéropostale on
Lover boy of the year, n*gga know this campaign strong
All the b*tches tryna come around, so I f*ck 'em and leave 'em alone
It's a brand new year, Fatt Fox tryna put his hands on a million strong
Burn this cash up before I put a selfish n*gga on
I know these n*ggas really ain't trappin' for real, we really get 'bows gone
I picked this game, to the police, I know he'll sing a whole song
All of us look like money, she don't know who she wanna put that pus*y on
Fatt Fox, you act funny, 'cause back then, ho, you ignored my phone|