Letras
(Calvin Miller Production)
Toot that thang up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop, lock it for me, girl, get low
If yo' mama gave it to you, baby girl, let it show
Once you pop, lock, drop it for me, maybe we can roll (oh)
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Tonight, it's gon' be some changes, no actin' sadity
So stop actin' and get it clappin'
'Cause I'm knowin' you feelin' me
Yeah, you cute, but don't let that shit go to yo' head
'Cause what this cutie won't do pimpin' another one will
You prepared, rockin' a skirt and ya heels so tall
And we ain't wit' none of that trickin', but our bills so tall
I been peepin' you fo' a while, and you throwin' it back
If you lookin' fo' you a balla, we got dough in the back
Look, yo' color caramel brown and yo' skin so smooth
I'm havin' fantasies about what you and me can do
And you an undercover freak, you probably thinkin' the same
I'm seein' light up on yo' face because you peepin' my chain
And I ain't tryna put you out there as if you a freak
So don't even take it that way, just say you did it fo' me
And, yeah, you probably roll wit' me 'cause it's money in my pockets
So before then I gotta see you pop, lock and drop it
Toot that thang up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop, lock it for me, girl, get low
If yo' mama gave it to you, baby girl, let it show
Once you pop, lock, drop it for me, maybe we can roll (oh)
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
Pop, lock and drop it
I ain't gotta be yo' man but I really wouldn't mind
We ain't got to talk again I'm just tryna have a time