Pop, Pop Lupe Fiasco

[Hook]
Ya'll dont wanna see them pop pops when this on
Cause if niggas get them pop pops
Then they gone
You know i dont pop pop at the bar
But i might send pop pops through your car
Ya'll dont want them pop pops when this on
Cause if niggas get them pop pops
Then they gone
Who is that kid with the jewels in his face
With the tools in his brace
Put the tool in your face

[Verse 1]
Got the police the hustlers and the gangstas nervous
And all these little rappers on basic service, I'm knowin
I ain't the hottest nigga out got that fire though
You gone have to put your hottest nigga out
And i ain't talkin bout when the partys over
I'm a moltov cocktail bicardi thrower
Fifteen karrot bezzled out bigari holder
Size ten alligator skin Mari loafers
And I'm just like the cops, word to the life
Cause i serve and protect
Wit a bird and a tech
And when the lights on
Gotta merge to the right
Sixteen drop in new jers[ey]in with rice
Or in chicagow with the truck
Or in the Ne-va-da with the luck
Or in lala with chuck
Or in Ghana gettin' ducks
Or in Jamaica speakin' patois in the huts