Poppin It Hard (V2)

[Intro]
(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)
Uh, let's do it, nigga
Uh, let's do it
I don't want nobody hear this shit but me and you, nigga
This shit raw and uncut, nigga
Uh
Yeah

[Verse]
Get your dope off, nigga, what you waitin' on?
I've been stayin' down for what I want, I deserve it, holmes
Hundred thousand cash and a briefcase, like I got a business loan
Don't need to hang around nobody, I got my own motions on
I'm a real Fox, huh, nigga, I can't be cloned
State to state, private jet to jet, I don't know where my home
You ain't tryna give up that pussy or mouth, you gotta go back home
Before we start this sex off, suck my dick, get me out my comfort zone
Nigga, I'll put this shit on your head, talkin' 'bout twenty thousand bones
Don't try to run in my spot, nigga, I'll turn this bitch to Home Alone
Fifteen for a show, Bagg say, "Fox, keep your pricеs strong"
Twenty minutes, get in four folks homеs, in and out, I'm gone
Three-thousand for some purple shit in that styrofoam
She like, "Boy, don't forget where you came from," I'm like, "Ho, leave me 'lone"
Kickin' big shit with the pimpin', broke a bitch dot com
Private jet from Miami to L.A., switch the time zones
Fourteen hundred on some kicks, how? 'Cause these Lanvins, holmes
Poppin' hard, nigga, I got it on, when I ain't got it on
Niggas who ain't ever threw me a quarter askin', "Put me on"
Fatt fox'll make this shit look good with Aéropostale on
Lover boy of the year, nigga know this campaign strong
All the bitches tryna come around, so I fuck 'em and leave 'em alone
It's a brand new year, Fatt Fox tryna put his hands on a million strong
Burn this cash up before I put a selfish nigga on
I know these niggas really ain't trappin' for real, we really get 'bows gone
I picked this game, to the police, I know he'll sing a whole song
All of us look like money, she don't know who she wanna put that pussy on
Fatt Fox, you act funny, 'cause back then, ho, you ignored my phone|