Lyrics Birdman – Pop That Pussy

Intro: DJ Khaled
One time for Miami, New Orleans
305, 504

Verse 1: Rick Ross

Verse 2: Birdman
Birdman bitch, you know I’mma G
Mr. money tree mama, you know I’mma beast
Eagle in these streets you know I’mma eat
Stay fresh so fly, roll with new feets
My baby is a gangsta, got hips and she fine
Tattoo of mines, do it all the time
Fuck her from the back, cause she like the sunshine
Get mine, take mine, cook it how I like mine

Hook x4: Sample
Pop that pussy and shake that ass

Verse 3: Rick Ross
Its so easy, I’m so cheesy
These hoes slimey, I’m so greasy
I dont love show tired of go home
I get naked and count money I’m so wrong
The glocc black, the rims chrome
The feds mad, I been strong

Verse 4: Birdman
Fuck I’m in my helicopter, with my old chopper
Knew the bitch want it so I didnt even stop her
Pulled off in that brand new Range
Let the hoe give me brain, count money moving thangs
Back in my old school, with my old jewel
The hoe got hot, broke me off had to move
G four flyin’, you know I got Slim
Baby fat baby know how I like them

Hook x4

Verse 5: Rick Ross
Its CMB, the money cash
Dont take checks, only money bags
We dope boys, the money fast
She love toys, she cummin’ fast
She got the titty jar, the ass shots
Shet get your money, and she mad shocked
I’m in the stash house, where the cash at?
You broke niggas

Verse 6: Birdman
See I’m a uptown gangsta, got the game for some gangstas
Got the game cause we thinkin’ we hittin’ and we bankin’
Bitch bankin’, wrestle why the sankin’
Took the niggas bitch, now we Rolls red minkin’
The big funds, nigga with them big guns
She like real niggas, so she got one
You know what I’m sayin’? bitch come and get some
Five star condo ocean view on one

Hook x4