Xzibit - ***** Pop Lyrics
[method man]Its the meth in the house! ha, yeah, break it down.[xzibit]When its all said in done, we gon be on topCause we dont stop, now, lock it down, hit the spotAnd clown; niggas relyin on special effectsWhile the khakis and chronic, got the *****es still breakin they neckMove the crowd without breakin a sweatTrend setter, with a beretta, so keep it on deckCause you never know when xzibit gonna move through the setDont be scared, just be prepared and quiet as keptAt a night club, talkin bout you dont go outAnd you tryin to got to school and make a certain amountBut the last part, I just couldnt figure it outI guess its real hard to talk with a dick in your mouthLightweight, like confetti, steadily tested by mother*****ers who aint readyTo deal with the legendarySoopafly, emcee, and bullett logoShot callers, clear the whole block like we po-poChorus: method manRound and round we go, it dont stopTill we all get dough, cmon, make it hotBaby girl to the ***** pop, ***** popLick shots for the ***** pop, pop, pop!Lookin good with your stink-assType of ass make a nigga pull it over fastMake it hot, baby girl to ***** pop, ***** popLick shots for the ***** pop, pop pop![jayo felony]Well, you gotta pop the *****, get rid of the next with a name on your gumsIts the ? bidulo gang? *****, we both want someYou got titties and assBut I got a dick and some cashYou aint talkin bout shitThen ima smash, *****On three, on me, *****, you my propertyDaddy jayo felony, aint nobody stoppin meAnd I said daddy, ***** thats what you gon call meI aint no simp or a wimpIma mother*****in pimpTear spots in my hoes, make they high-heels fall offYou got me ? the *****-up, if you think Im goin softOn ya; Im hard on my hoes thats how it goes*****, get up off your toes, and get my six-four? my name, you bounced, so you might as well break breadAnd only dulo niggas know, whats the headMy name is billy loco and this is my opinionIm coming from sd, and dulo is my religionBe-b-b-b- atch!Chorus[xzibit]I dont save or pray, or ? clothesAll I really wanna do is win the game, ***** hoes!In jamaica, at the half moon villa, with a killaAnd a cocain dealer, layin low from the lawSee it all comes down to whos quick to draw firstPay attention, prevention, ridin off in a hearseMister x to the you know meThousand-dollar *****es wanna pop the ***** for freeThe disfunctional member of the alkoholik family treeFrequently bang *****es, wu-tang, killer beeHennessey on the rocks, with pina colodaAt the ramada, make you work hard like donnaFor the cheese, got you down on your hands and kneesAfter that we kick back and burn up some treesMad shout, cause xzibits not the type to be treatinIm an alkoholic and Im late for my meeting(come on, like that!)Chorus
