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Make It Pop Explicit contentE

magic1220

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Back it up back it up slow for me

Throw it in a circle make it glow for me

Dripped in that bape got the whole street starin

Big bag big racks yeah they know I'm carin

He talkin that talk but he ain't put a dime

I need the bag upfront not no overtime

Booty too fat make 'em drop they jaw

He ain't even ready for this doggystyle war

Pre-Chorus

Arch it up arch it up let me see you move

Racks on the table got somethin to prove

Drop it to the floor make these hoes confused

I'm the one they copy when they run they mouth

Chorus

Back it up back it up don't you make it stop

Shake it till the mirror got my hips in shock

Back it up back it up till the beat go pop

Then I hit the block and I run the spot

Back it up back it up yeah you know the deal

Twerk it for the camera let 'em know it's real

Back it up back it up that's a felony

Got 'em all obsessed tryna get to me

Verse 2

He callin my line talkin sweet and low

I told him bring the bag or he gotta go

Watch how I slide on these haters with ease

Movin through the city like I own the streets

They talkin all loud but they pocket light

I'm countin these blues through the middle of the night

Chain on my neck got the diamonds singin

They see me outside and they hear the ringing

Pre-Chorus

Arch it up arch it up let me see you move

Racks on the table got somethin to prove

Drop it to the floor make these hoes confused

I'm the one they copy when they run they mouth

Chorus

Back it up back it up don't you make it stop

Shake it till the mirror got my hips in shock

Back it up back it up till the beat go pop

Then I hit the block and I run the spot

Back it up back it up yeah you know the deal

Twerk it for the camera let 'em know it's real

Back it up back it up that's a felony

Got 'em all obsessed tryna get to me

Bridge

They can't sit with us that's a closed table

Talkin like they tough but they not able

I been makin moves since I was young

Now they see the glow and they bite they tongue

Pop it for the gang let the whole block shake

Bad lil mama and I got what it takes

Back it up back it up one more time

Watch how I flex with a pocket full of shine

Chorus

Back it up back it up don't you make it stop

Shake it till the mirror got my hips in shock

Back it up back it up till the beat go pop

Then I hit the block and I run the spot

Back it up back it up yeah you know the deal

Twerk it for the camera let 'em know it's real

Back it up back it up that's a felony

Got 'em all obsessed tryna get to me

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