Tonalità: Db major•
Verse 1
Fm
CashMoneyAP (pop
star)
They gon' tell you I went
Gb
They gon' tell you I went
They gon' tell you I went
Fm
Pop star (pop star)
Gb
What they gon' tell you? (huh)
Verse 2
Fm
They prolly tell you I went pop (huh?)
Until a nigga play with me and he get
Gb
popped (yeah)
I'm on front row at BET without
Fm
my Glock (huh?)
I'm ready to beat a nigga up like
Gb
I'm The Rock (let's go)
And she ready to sweep a nigga
Fm
up because he hot (mm, mm)
She ready to eat a nigga up
Gb
until he lock (yeah)
She hit the brakes and speed
Fm
it up like she a car (hmm)
Now she got her hands behind
Gb
her head like I'm a cop (huh)
Verse 3
I told her "Fuck the police", yeah
Fm
She right beside me and she sendin'
nudes (let's go)
Gb
You fuck my bitch? That's cool,
I'm fuckin' niggas bitches, too
Fm
If you try my shoes, they ain't gon' fit, man,
you wear different shoes (uh, uh)
Had to dumb it down for them to bite, now it's time to
Gb
switch the groove (okay, okay)
Fm
I pull up smooth wit' my lil' bae, but I coulda came
wit' your boo (uh- huh)
Gb
If you wit' the shit like I'm wit' the shit, when they
play they gon' make the news (yeah)
Fm
I was hittin' your sis on Sunday at your grandma
place, she cool (Uh- huh)
Gb
And if she raised you, I don't want her plate, no,
I ain't even take her food (no thanks)
Verse 4
Fm
Baby bougie,
he be turnin' down all kinda hoes
Gb
He took my bitch in Nike,
I'm rockin' designer clothes
Fm
I told her "Sorry, I'm not fuckin',
baby I'm not a hoe"
Gb
Had bitches knockin' at my door like
they was Domino's
Verse 5
Fm
They gon' say I went pop (huh?)
Until a nigga play with me and he get
Gb
popped (yeah)
I'm on front row at BET without
Fm
my Glock (huh?)
Gb
I'm ready to beat a nigga up like
I'm The Rock (let's go)
And she ready to sweep a nigga
Fm
up because he hot (mm, mm)
She ready to eat a nigga up until
Gb
he lock (yeah)
She hit the brakes and speed
Fm
it up like she a car (hmm)
Now she got her hands behind
Gb
her head like I'm a cop (huh)
Verse 6
I told her "Fuck the police", yeah
Fm
Takin' a trip to Mexico,
I'm comin' right back in town (Orale)
Gb
I sell a lot perico,
been tryna slow it down (tryna slow it down)
Fm
Takin' a four, I put a two on that and then I
make it bounce (boing)
Gb
I took a thirty- six to a hundred
and eight and weigh up every ounce
I'm a plug, workin' a drug hub
out in H- town (hey)
Hey, what up? You my lil' love bug,
you with Gates now
Penetrate while I grip her waist,
push her face down (yeah)
Concentrate (boom), this that bass,
Fm
makin' great sounds (boom, boom, boom)
Got a graveyard up under my belt, more
murders than New Mexico
Gb
Thirty round extension,
mini Glizzy and I'm servin' coke
Fm
I'm up in rank in the cartel,
I got control in this bitch (nyoom)
Gb
I still book you for a show and get you
showed in this bitch
Fm
Swear you want a don dada, bitch,
Gb
we Puerto Rico gangland
A hundred bricks ain't nuttin',
I pushed a button and make the plane land
Fm
Show some of you niggas how to
Gb
grind up out the hole
Then I tied ya in with 'migo, then I
got you another load
Verse 7
Fm
Yeah, he just told you how to
pop (huh?)
Until a nigga play with me and he get
Gb
popped (yeah)
I'm on front row at BET without
Fm
my Glock (huh?)
Gb
I'm ready to beat a nigga up like
I'm The Rock (let's go)
And she ready to sweep a nigga
Fm
up because he hot (mm, mm)
She ready to eat a nigga up until
Gb
he lock (yeah)
She hit the brakes and speed
Fm
it up like she a car (hmm)
Now she got her hands behind
Gb
her head like I'm a cop (huh)
I told her "Fuck the police",
Outro 1
yeah
Fm
Gb
Fm
Gb
Fm
Gb
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