Is She Gon Pop song by J. Cole from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Is She Gon Pop Meaning
[[Intro] Yeah Yeah [Verse 1] Art of seduction, hoes jump like Vince Carter Backstage like they a part of production We talked about her dreams, you gotta start off with something Her momma went to college but yet her father was hustling Found it funny ’cause now they daughter is stuck in A similar predicament, I’m askin’ where her nigga went She said “Your guess is good as mine Dropped outta school now he run the streets like all the time Left me alone with this baby I don’t hear from the nigga And to keep hundred with you I don’t care for the nigga Well, movin’ on Funny ’cause I only know a couple of your songs but I love when they come on” Word? [Hook] I’ll take it, baby I’ll take it Why I’m starin’ at you ’cause I’m picturing you naked Know what’s on your mind, embrace it, do not fake it Tonight is what you make it, take it, do not waste it Take a shot, you not wasted [mumbling] I’m in a small ass town with a superstar chick This is superstar dick, girl how could you not taste it? , [Verse 2] That’s a little ego— Tistic, my amigos be hocking in Toledo Niggas winning off me, it’s all G ’cause he know Bitches can’t get the Michael so they settling for Tito We know, yeah nigga we know Hot bitch fell in my lap like cappuccino Niggas so thirsty it irks me You keep on putting bitches over money but that ain’t my cup of tea though Nah nigga, the game is to get A bunch of paper just to change your fucking neighbors and shit I swear if niggas put half of what they put in chasing ass Into a craft, by now you’d be famous and rich, huh But I get it, you rather lay with a bitch While you play with her pussy, and let her play with your dick, huh She thinking she got a first round pick, huh She thinking ’bout all the things she can get, huh She thinking you got a Range for a whip And a fly ass cribbo, but it’s not that simple ’cause All you got is a phone full of bitches And they just like her Meanwhile I’m stacking paper up, my word Had more hoes coming than a bus driver Got a full grown woman wanna fuck my word Wanna ride my nouns, let her suck my verbs Aye , [Hook] I’ll take it, baby I’ll take it Why I’m starin’ at you ’cause I’m picturing you naked Know what’s on your mind, embrace it, do not fake it Tonight is what you make it, take it, do not waste it Take a shot, you not wasted [mumbling] I’m in a small ass town with a superstar chick This is superstar dick, girl how could you not taste it?] |