I Pop Trick Daddy

If I pop, and I snap
If I snap, a bitch gonna get slapped
So, don't move, bitch, don't breathe
You look better down on your knees
They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling
They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling
They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling
They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling

You know the boy ain't got no mannas
With them hands on yo daddy, and slap yo mammy
Shut up
I'm talking. (Damn it)
All rise with a walk in. (Damn it)
Your honorable King Ding-a-Ling
Bitch, say my name
I'm King Ding-a-Ling
Courts back in session
Release the hoes
Bitch, back to the scrolls
You know daddy got a plan for you
And daddy got a prize in his pants for you
Champion, well, if we come together..
We should come as one

If I pop, and I snap
If I snap, a bitch gonna get slapped
So, don't move, bitch, don't breathe
You look better down on your knees
They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling
They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling
They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling
They call me Champion King Ding-a-Ling