Lyrics Future – Pop Them Bands
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I ain’t tellin no jokes my money ain’t funny
Imma throw them bands
We rollin up blunts and throwing up hunneds
Imma throw them bands
Imma throw them bands
Yeah oh yeah yeaaah
You know them red bottles cost me
Louis V be costing
We walk in the club we be droppin
Doe Migo love talkin
Future love talkin
Travis they be talkin
Ain’t tellin no joke I’m runnin out of loud I’m poppin them bands they lookin like wow
Wow wow ain’t worry bout young nigga jokin my style I drop bands on a bitch
Make a bitch proud I can buy a bitch purse 1 joog at a twerk imma gone go beserk droppin bands on cerk fuck scout foo foo young nigga gettin murked got bands got bands got bands got bands dats all I’m sayin I’m sayin I’m sayin you thank I’m playin I’m playin I’m playin and my lil nigga get to sprayin
I ain’t tellin no jokes my money ain’t funny
Imma throw them bands
We rollin up blunts and throwing up hunneds
Imma throw them bands
Don’t worry bout lames they ain’t gettin no money
Imma throw them bands
Yeah oh yeah yeaaah
You know them red bottles cost me
Louis V be costing
We walk in the club we be droppin
Doe Migo love talkin
Future love talkin
Travis they be talkin
Pop 1 pop 2 pop 3 ain’t nuthin boo thug life like pac boo bands on bands get loose
I ain’t tellin no jokes my money ain’t funny
Imma throw them bands
We rollin up blunts and throwing up hunneds
Imma throw them bands
Don’t worry bout lames they ain’t gettin no money
Imma throw them bands
Yeah oh yeah yeaaah
You know them red bottles cost me
Louis V be costing
We walk in the club we be droppin
Doe Migo love talkin
Future love talkin
Travis they be talkin
So I pull up hop out cameras flash bitches pause and they dance say what’s up with you… you see me oh yea you wanna see sum cash I wanna see sum ass so why you fuckin playin I know you see these bands and they gone throw it to cause them my fuckin man see me I’m throwin hunneds jus cause I fuckin can and that young nigga Ali dat who I am… yea
I ain’t tellin no jokes my money ain’t funny
Imma throw them bands
We rollin up blunts and throwing up hunneds
Imma throw them bands
Don’t worry bout lames they ain’t gettin no money
Imma throw them bands
Yeah oh yeah yeaaah
You know them red bottles cost me
Louis V be costing
We walk in the club we be droppin
Doe Migo love talkin
Future love talkin
Travis they be talkin