"Pop A Band" lyrics - YOUNG BUCK
[Chorus:]
I feel like Scarface
Sitting at the table with a bunch of drug dealers
Getting money mane (All we really know!)
Pop a band and give a bitch a tip (I let it go!)
Pop a band and give a bitch a tip
I got into blow! Throw some more
I tell her go shawty get it off the floor (Git!)
All I really know is pop a band and give a bitch a tip
All I really know is pop a band and give a bitch a tip
Bitch bring me my bottles and some shots for while we waiting
Look at all the rich n****s and, all of us impatient
You don't know bout balling baby, I know they been faking (Yeah)
I am only here to blow these bands and make a statement (Do it!)
Ain't no room to move and all the booths in here taken
I got 'em shaking (Yeah Yeah) I got 'em shaking (Yeah Yeah)
I got some trap n****s in this bitch baking (On fire!)
You have no idea how much time we facing
Baby I'm just trying to pay you for the time you been wasting (Keep shaking)
I don't wanna hear bout what you making (Do a dance bitch)
I know these n****s hurting, Troy Akin (Troy Akin)
I'm still shooting on 'em, Cam Newton on 'em
Took the money out the bag and I threw it on 'em (Lets do it!)
Then I dab, then I dab, and kept it moving on 'em
I went and got another bag, and I blow that (I blow that!)
OK I'm reloaded! (I'm reloaded!)
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She bring it with the sparkers Imma pay her for her service
Broke n****s make pretty bitches nervous (Get some money!)
I just bought all them bottles on purpose (I blow the bag)
'Cause if you ain't getting money then you worthless (Git!)
I got into blow! (Watch me blow)
And she know (And she know)
She gon' get it off the floor before we go (Woop!)
I tell her do it slow (Do it slow)
Freak hoe (Freak hoe)
Take if off and lemme see a peep show (Drop it low!)
Do that shit that make a n**** throw some more
I can tell you never seen this much money before (We know!)
Running up a tab and I'm paying what I owe
Coming down the slab in the foreign on the four
These n****s ain't getting no dough (Nah)
She ain't fucking with you no more
I don't know why you was thinking that she won't though (Oh)
Another molly in the morning you'll be back hoe (Fo sho)
Bitch you gotta be careful what you ask for (I'm reloaded!)
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