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MOBB DEEP lyrics : "Let's Pop"

(feat. ACD)

[Chorus x2: Dog]

^!$$%z in the club, get it poppin', why not?
Bag a little chick, spend a little, if she's hot
When you in the guts, be sure to hit the g-spot

From the back or the front, or the side, let's pop

[Dog]

Fly vibe, I take it, light skinned, I take it
Brown skin, I wake with, hand it up, and scrape it
Get it straight explicit, have a broad all naked

Eat up, head game, well perfected
Grail eater, hit the breaks, ma, swell the speed up
I made trick a little, but never bless no skeezers

Plus when I rip, I laminate my dick like Visa's
Quick to jump it off, on the beaches, the bleachers
And premiere features, moanin' sounds like creatures

Get up in your guts, have me screwin' up your features
I love them thick ones, that suck like leechers
Take it to the game, so we can $#&@ in the nose bleeders

Hemy on the rocks, grown women swallowin' @@#!
Made a ^!$$% blast off on the fox
When I pop up one of fox %#@!, like Vicica Fox

Topless in the drop, straight, lettin' me rock

[Chorus x2]


[Havoc]
Girlfriend, slide with me

And I'mma show you how life should be
I'm a definite, them other cats is possibilities
It'll be evident, when she rock with me

Know you heard it all before, that ^!$$% that claim he balls
In the club, with his car keys showing
A creep from behind, I know you tired of them

Wanna suck up on them thighs, say goodbye to ya friends
Yeah, your visions blurred, I'mma clear ya lens
Show you a whole new world, as I guide you in

Don't let nobody steer you wrong, you look fly in Timb's
A sneak $#&@ is the best, love your devilish grin
Ya man worry where the $#&@ you been?

You ain't a child, I don't see no rings, do ya thing
Baby girl, not to sound like their's hate in my blood
But you know the rules, ya (*##$ chose me, cuz


[Chorus x2]


[Prodigy]
Whoadie, you got $$# for days
I'm try'nna get between them legs, dub my way

Through that slimey hallway, your walls make me
Claustraphobic, I knock 'em down, aye!
Shorty you look like the type to say

Go easy on me, slow down, I can't take it
That's a cute little outfit, but I picture you naked
Sweatin' buckets, while I'm $#&@in', like I hate it

Dancin' on me, that fatty girl, what's happening girl
I step to my business, and put my g. in early
Wait til them drinks and that weed we burnin'

Hit, and watch how I make my way to that #~!!@
It's a gangsta's ball, we havin' a blast
I got one ho in my front, and one on my back

I got another ho on my right, and one on my left
Dog got a bunch more, said he poppin' with that


[Chorus x2]

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