Trick Daddy — I Pop
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I Pop Trick Daddy02:56
Текст песни: I Pop
I Pop LyricsIf I pop, and I snap If I snap, a bitch gonna get slapped So, don't move, bitch, don't breathe You look better down on your knees They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling You know the boy ain't got no mannas With them hands on yo daddy, and slap yo mammy Shut up I'm talking. (Damn it) All rise with a walk in. (Damn it) Your honorable King Ding-a-Ling Bitch, say my name I'm King Ding-a-Ling Courts back in session Release the hoes Bitch, back to the scrolls You know daddy got a plan for you And daddy got a prize in his pants for you Champion, well, if we come together.. We should come as one If I pop, and I snap If I snap, a bitch gonna get slapped So, don't move, bitch, don't breathe You look better down on your knees They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling She's like he's so manish Yo, but she's so wit it Cause she ain't wearin' no panties I'm like here, kitty kitty What it do lil' mamma Yo, is them real titties Yo, and it was like Mardi Gras Cause she downed a drink And she pulled out her left titty out Yea, bitch. That's what I'm talkin' bout Gettin' loose, go head wild out And, all I saw was ass n' titties VIP full of naked bitches Compliments of a nasty nigga Who else but me, King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling Good evening: Ladies, Gentlemen, Pimps and Whores, and the rest of you animals Dont'cha know that sex sells That's why my hundred dollar bills smell like pubic hairs She work hard for the money Accused of being a whore, but just an entrepreneur An of course she's self-employed Learned that cause her momma was a whore before Game face cause ain't shit funny Daddy like, "Bitch, better have my money!" Now, that's my kind of whore Go to sleep, and have dreams about King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling If I pop, and I snap If I snap, a bitch gonna get slapped So, don't move, bitch, don't breathe You look better down on your knees They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling
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