[Hook]
Pop it, drop it, down (Ayy)
Pop it, bring it, 'round (Ayy)
Pop it, throw it, back (Ayy)
Pop it, 'cause ya, can (Ayy)
(X2)
[Verse 1]
Young cracker, sicker than the COVID
In the club with the bands, hope they'll notice
Yeah I love it when they grip the pole
Brought along the fire like shit's too cold
Yeah, she got a bad demeanor
Twirlin' on the dance floor like a ballerina
She workin' hard for the money, it's basic
And it won't be long 'till she's naked
Room of bad bitches shakin' for the bands
Rounds of applause and they're not usin' hands
In V.I.P., drinkin' on the best shit
As I tell her what my one request is:
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Man, I make it look easy
She out on the floor, wearin' nothin' but a g-string
Bottles of bubbly, got me feelin' hazy
Swear down man, the night's gettin' crazy
Bass boomin', yeah she loves that sound
She grinds on my D, all her girlfriends around
'Cause I got the racks that'll make 'em thirsty
Women on me, got me feelin' rather dirty
Yeah, she looks divine, so if she doesn't mind
She'll take me to her home, let me hit it from behind
Girls on my body and you know I won't repel them
But before I leave with 'em, this is what I tell them: