Представляем точный текст композиции "Pop It" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hi-C . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Pop It» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hi-C передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hi-C - "Pop It"
Lyrics to Pop It : (feat. Big Steele) (Give it to me!) Uhh, woo! Yup Heh heh, yeah Make it hump, yeah What' Yeah {'} I just wanna be smooth on this one Yeah, yeah [Hi-C] When I pull up to the club, nigga I dont stop It be three or fo times I done hit the block I jump up out my right, peepin nothin but cock The jealous-ass niggaz starin at my watch Hmm, you can have it if you think you can get it Infrared on yo head, you think I wont hit it' But I didnt come to trip, I came to sip Pump some ass, and grip some hips Man its hotdan a bitch, where the fuck is Quik' Im bout to, buy out the bar, homey hand me some chips My nigga start to laugh, but he kicked in half We had everything from New Cal to Genuine Draft Im knockin down all thats in my path But money is the one thing you can not have (nope) She asked me can she get it, so I started to laugh Oh no! I aint never ever paid for no ass! [Break] (Give it to me!) uh-uh (Give it to me!) uh-uh (Give it to me!) oh no (Give it to me!) alright (Give it to me!) I am (Give it to me!) cmon (Give it to me!) cmon (Give it to me!) [Chorus x2: (Hi-C)] Pop it, pimp it (ohh you look good when you) Hold it, twist it (girl youre so hood when you) Shake it, lick it (oh I go nuts when you) Grab it, kiss it (ah Im gon bust when you) [Hi-C] Well Im five-seven, dick size 11 I hit it from behind Ill tear up your spine A good girl these days so hard to find They keep me runnin on down the line I got Kim, Keisha, Tasha, Tameka Karen, Sharon, Heather, Alisha And Im, the teacher, class in session Come get down with me and learn yo lesson Pop pop, make it hot dont stop From the couch to the cot you can get on top Shake what you got for a pork chop cutie Oooh SHIT you fine witcha big fat booty Now you aint a chicken, Ima call you Popeyes Cause yo ass so big, all you do is pop eyes Crawf Dog and Im back with this Hi-Life shit Im tryin to make you a Hi-Life chick, cmon [Break + Chorus] [Big Steele] I done had em all, foreign exotic to down-lows Hoes so ugly youd fuck em witcho eyes closed Chinese, Lebanese, broads of all races Even Islamic women with the veils on they faces Mexican women who couldnt speak a lick of english See my dick and scream the Pledge of Allegiance I had a fat chick I had to feed before I hit But shed only eat salad to save room for my dick [Break + Chorus] [ Pop It Lyrics ]
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