Gucci Mane, BigWalkDog - Poppin lyrics

1017 (Bah) bigWalkDog
BigWalkDog big 1017 (Ayy)
Hey (Pablo, you crazy for this one, haha) , hey
Hey, hey

When you poppin', every time you move
You gotta move with a rocket (Bah)
Lookin' at this drip
You see a pool in the faucet (Argh)
Designer hit the mil'
Come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale
But it hit like we boxin' (Shh)
She always ate the dick
But she still say it toxic
She know I got racks
So she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't gettin' shit outta
None of these pockets (Nope)



Nah, she ain't gettin' shit outta
None of these wallets
Broke down a boat just to smoke it about you
I ain't even need me a plug
I'm the whole damn socket
Came in, down down
All these opps roadblockin'
Sippin' on Wocky, pour me a Roxie
Know they gon' watch me
Built for this shit, nigga
How they gon' stop me?
I was just loadin' up shit on the daily
I feel like fly, I don't need nobody
Big dawg, I'm for real
I don't need co-signin' (Skrrt)
Boy, get me 'Cat or a scat, no mileage
(Skrrt)
See the one we from, we ain't have no gun
Nigga play with who? Nigga play with 'Wop
Know they dyin'
Might just go to war from get a 20
Make it shine i ain't never had shit
Not a motherfuckin' dime
'Wop got me out the trenches
Had murder on my mind (Wop)
And the plug just called
Said thirty on the line (Uh)
Need a pill up in the East and
Need a pill up in the West
He ain't grab a two
Then it's on to the next
Thirteen, with my daddy
Watchin' niggas get finessed
On the first and the third
Gettin' everybody checked
Make 'em block the wood
You ain't gettin' everybody stretched
I done made it out
Saw 'em met your fuck nigga neck
Don't know what I want, new jacket for Patek
(Flip)

When you poppin', every time you move
You gotta move with a rocket (Bah)
Lookin' at this drip
You see a pool in the faucet (Argh)
Designer hit the mil'
Come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale
But it hit like we boxin' (Shh)
She always ate the dick
But she still say it toxic
She know I got racks
So she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't gettin' shit outta
None of these pockets (Nope)
Every time you move
You gotta move with a rocket (Bah)
Lookin' at this drip
You see a pool in the faucet (Bling)
Designer hit the mil'
Come straight from the trap (Yeah)
And got a coconut scale
But it hit like we boxin' (Shh)
She always ate the dick
But she still say it toxic
She know I got racks
So she do it more sloppy (It's Gucci)
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't gettin' shit outta
None of these pockets (Ha)

Can't nobody pop shit the way I pop it (Ha)
Million dollar watch on my wrist, no cappin'
(Bling)
Say he got money, wah-wah, what happened?
(Wah)
Sign with Gucci Mane, get rich, go platinum
(Go, go) i know the feds watchin'
But 12 can't stop me (Stoppin')
The best came in, I pulled up with shoppin'
(Pulled up)
Pull up in a Dawn and the top still droppin'
(The Dawn) they let me outta jail and
The price still hoppin' ('Wop)
Cartel mailbox money so dirty
You could smell my money (Ah)
I'm cool by my money if you
Only better pay my money
So rich that I weigh my money
And I look like money
And I don't really need new friends
So please stop callin' me "twin"
Don't say that shit again
You ain't never killed no man
So you could never fit in my skin
It's Big Gucci Mane

Every time you move
You gotta move with a rocket (Ha)
Lookin' at this drip
You see a pool in the faucet
Designer hit the mil'
Come straight from the trap
And got a coconut scale
But it hit like we boxin'
She always ate the dick
But she still say it toxic
Know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can't feel my body
But she ain't gettin' shit outta
None of these pockets (Nope)

Same young nigga still post in the tree
On a plane with an opp
'bout to go off in this shit
I don't even like flyin'
Can't move with a stick
Call my junkie out the junker
He could pull up with the stick
On the phone with him now
He gon' pull up by six
Talkin' 'bout tappin' in
I ain't tappin' in shit
You ain't tap in with me before a nigga rich
When my homie poppin' Percocet
Dawg sayin' that he rich
Smokin' weed, kick everybody
Married in this bitch from the street
Now a nigga really married to this shit
I was broke in a bitch
Now I'm havin' all the strip
Need blue cheese, sellin' it
Now add it to the mix
Went from new door with the crack stick
Add it on the list
Glock17, nothin' added but a switch
Got this shit up out the mud
Wouldn't hand it to a nigga
40 lay with me a rat
They gon' lay with me a killer