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Ludacris P-Poppin Lyrics

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Album: Track 10 on Chicken-N-Beer



One more again head down ***** popping on a handstand

[Chorus]
Head down ***** ***** popping
Head down ***** ***** popping
Head down ***** ***** popping
Head down ***** popping on a handstand

On a handstand
On my american bandstands
Summersalts cartwheels ***** just keep on dancing
Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole
And feel this ****-**** getting out of control
Oh no keep going till a ***** like me say stop
Let it kiss the sky and then make it drop
Cut and twist if you don't like it you can **** cris
I'm rubbing clicks so stay in catch don't try to duck and miss
Do your stretches don't pull no hamstrings
You got me moving without your doing the damn thing
Stronger muscles exercise every body your body hurts
Lets do this sweating thank god your bath and body works
I like a woman who makes her own doe don't need a lot of help
But your heart'll melt if I put a thousand in your garder belt
Lip gloss traces your pierced in 11 places
And your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH!

[Chorus: x2]

I'ma send a chapter to this ***** popping legacy
Trying ta be that ***** cant no *****es don't **** wit me
When I pop that cris I'm on that business and bubbly
When I'm in that 6 wit 20s spinning on luxury
Cause I got that head game
Picking 'up that bed frame
But don't get me wrong now shawty goin' let that led hang
Better learn that game shawty
Better get your man shawty
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For he end up tamed and be gone all in the brain shawty
This here be futuristic
This business so explicit
The way I brake it down for you *****es, its so explicit
Let it go now front back watch me drop it like that
Show me where that money at
Boy come wit them money stacks
Now break in wit that ***** popping
That ***** dropping to the floe
And got these *****s he wanting mo
Wit out that doe popi ain't nothing happen
Cause that's the show I'm from go juking that ***** popping
Stopping that ***** dropping gone

[Chorus: x2]

Every time we hit the club
What we need at least 50 deep
Purple coat and grichi got everybody keed
At the club 7 days a week find DTP up in this *****
More height popping dropping god damn shawty who is this
Redbone wit a Scorpio tatted on her tummy
I'm sitting slouched back in the chair stunting waving money
And shawty start zig zagging a dariair for me
A bowlegged darbreded said her name was strawberry
Up ***** pushed in a whole lota want mo
Reached in my pocket grabbed a G and then threw it on the floe
Here u deserve this doe now jump on stage and work the pole
Face down *** up hoe hands on those
Now pop that koochie you know the procedure
If you want this cash gotta make that *** shake like a seizure
Either magic or pleases
Find me spending cheese up
Maxing out my visa
Tricking on strip teasers

[Chorus: x3]
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