Pop It Freestyle

[Intro]

Hey Wale, get on the phone man, call that nigga Meek Mill

Tell that nigga Meek Mill, get on the phone, call that nigga Boss

Tell Boss, get on the phone, call that nigga French Montana man

Tell the nigga let me hold this beat too man, leggo

[DJ Orator]

Yea yea what's good?

This your man DJ Orator

You got it right here first

Brand new Game freestyle Pop That

Turn it up

[Game]

Uncle Luke, you better tell that ho

I’m the shit bitch and I know you smell that ho

Beat the pussy, I swoll that ho

Lick the cat and then marry that ho

Cop the yeezy, never wear that though

You fuckin’ Kim K, nigga share that ho

Real nigga everywhere I go

You got one, you better marry that ho

She got a fat monkey, camel toe

She Armenian, she call me daddy’o

She like it from the back, no patio

I’m from the 2 Live Crew, her daddy know

I’m fresh as fuck, no flat top

I got flip flops in that black drop

No green screen in my back drop

I got green things in my back poc’

I’m thuggin', welcome back Pac

I’m a mac nigga, no laptop

My bitch ass fat, no ass shots

She get motivated when that cash drop

Don’t call my bitch no stripper, nigga

She’s an exotic dancer that twerk when you tip her, nigga

Amber Rose ain’t got nothin' on my life

Meagan Good ain’t got nothin' on Chyna

And how I know Tyga, how I know Tyga

Meagan Good ain’t got nothin' on Chyna

Shit Japan ain’t got nothin' on Chyna

Wish that was me, nuttin' on Chyna

Damn, there I go again

I ain’t tryna start nothin' by speaking nuttin' on Chyna

Don’t stop, poppin' it, she picked it up and she droppin' it

I like red bones, a little chocolate

And I’m ASAP with that Rocky wrist

And I’m swaggin' and splashin' and fuckin' these hoes

I’m blowin' that Kush and it’s stuck in my clothes

They blowin' my dick till’ I nut in they nose

These niggas they know they can’t fuck with the flow

My Mazzi is cold, my bitches is hot

We walk in the club, she sneak in the Glock

We turnin' it up, off of Peach and Ciroc

With bottles and bottles

Like when does it stop?

With models and models, they know they be fuckin'

She say she a virgin, I know that she bluffin'

I’m knocking the stuffin' out that English muffin

I turn on the oven and whooooo!

Coke boy, like O boy

Got a gold Impala like dope boy

Twerkin' it, workin' it

Like waffle house, I’m servin' it

They play with it, I’m murkin' shit

You jersey’s kid, I’m dunkin’ shit

You square niggas get your circle hit

And it don’t stop, what you twerkin' with

Don’t stop, what you twerkin' with

Don’t stop, what you twerkin' with

Don’t stop, what you twerkin' with