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Get It Poppin' (feat. Nelly)
Fat Joe
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Crack, yeah, Scott Storch y'all Dirty, Crack, c'mon It's two up in the mornin' girl And the DJ playin' that song Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' boy Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' It's two up in the mornin' girl And the DJ playin' that song Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' boy Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' I got that black no limit American Express card Mami you can get whatever you like Plus I got that all-black Phantom, it's tinted on four sides Go 'head kiss it, they can't see us inside Mami tell me do you like it, I know you like it It's written all over your face don't fight it You like it, more than I like it So put it all over your face don't bite it From rags to riches, club packed with b*****s Had to bag them digits, her head game was vicious And we can get it poppin' in the bathroom Don't be selfish ma, go ahead and pass it to him Then we can all **** It's like a million on my neck, got all of these b*****s all awestruck We pissy drunk off of Seraphim I'm up in V.I.P. and these niggas are screamin', let me in It's two up in the mornin' girl And the DJ playin' that song Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' boy Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' It's two up in the mornin' now And I'm tryin' to go home wit'chu Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' boy Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' Get it poppin', go 'head and drop it It's written all over your face, don't stop it Just drop it, more like it's hot miss Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin' with Joe Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I Put a drink on it and I came right back She would never talk to a lame like that In my ear screamin', how you got a name like Crack Crack, similar to Mike Jones Say my name enough, then I'm takin' you home You know I walk with I talk with I sleep with the chrome, one squeeze and you're gone What I look like, not takin' at least Three to six women out the club with me Now we back to the shit pad, call it the shit pad 'Cause all these niggas **** with me, talk to 'em dirty It's two up in the mornin' girl And the DJ playin' that song Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' boy Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' Well it's two up in the mornin' and Them niggas try'n hate on your crew B***h, what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' boy Yeah, what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' Now when them doors swing open with that awkward motion What'chu call it, suicide, it's a suicide And if them niggas talk shit 'cause they drunk off that potion They commitin', suicide, it's a suicide Let's get it poppin' my niggas, cook, yo I got a shotty my niggas, oh, Lord I feel sorry for your mudda niggas, give a **** what you say Spin your head back, promote you on a videotape It's two up in the mornin' girl And the DJ playin' that song Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' Now what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' It's four up in the mornin' now And I'm tryin' to go home wit'chu Girl, what'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' What'chu gon' do? I'ma get get get it poppin' C'mon, yeah, it's Crack, what'chu gon' do? Cafe Martorano, all my people in there partyin' All the party people across the world Ladies, "Things of that Nature"
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