Lyrics Dot Dot Curve – Pop Off
Text:
N! tro:
You stupid fuckin’ punk ass, crunk ass, trick ass, bitch ass
Nigga, you been talking that shit, that shit
Don’t mean a damn thing like shits pass tens
I do what revolves around my fucking passion
And I don’t give a shit about your fucking fashion
Hell no, I’m not speaking with a fucking accent
You just listen slow bitch, so so fucking extent
You might get your ass stomp if I’m with my black friends
I’ma be the one who throw you in the fucking trashcan
The reason while I’m wild, it’s cause I’m in the black band
And you get your ass smacked by a fucking black hand
I been going for a while, but I’m coming back, man
With the mask on my face, like a fucking Afghan
Smoking weed and doin’ coke in the fucking lab, man
And you think that shit is a joke, ain’t even laughing
Pop off and if it pops off
I’ma be the one that make it shit popped, dawg
Pop off and if it pops off
Blastin’, I’ma burn you like a hot dog
Spanky:
I’m young, I’m paid, I’m self mane, listen the what I’m say
Get that shit pops off, I leave you in the grave six feet under
I’ma star, I’m shine, so right you can see me Steven Wonder
You faggot ass punk, ass crunk, IDM ass, just a shame
Spanky, N! tro, yeah, yeah, we run the fucking gang
Give me some ’bout that, baby, bottle
I snap you with my white hand, man, you a heafty motherfucker
Found in trashcans, you call me Spank
Take my dick out your mouth, fag yeah
Step back, you might come rack
Pay attention, man, you might learn swag
Pop off and if it pops off
I’ma be the one that make it shit popped, dawg
Pop off and if it pops off
Blastin’, I’ma burn you like a hot dog
Album
Dot Dot Curve – Dot Dot Curve - Little Rascal
