Poppin’ (Remix) Rico Richie (Ft. Chris Brown, French Montana & Meek Mill)
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[Intro: Meek Mill, French Montana]
(808 Mafia)
You got a motherfuckin' check in your pocket
Pull it out right now (Skrrt)
And contribute (Haan), uh
(Squat made the beat)
[Pre-Chorus: Rico Richie, T-Pain]
(Hey) I'm standin' at a table full of bottles (Full of bottles, hey)
I'm standin' at a table full of robbers (Full of robbers, hey-ey-ey)
Trust me, nigga, you don't want no problems (No, hey)
You gon' make them choppas blocka-blocka, yeah (Hey)
[Chorus: Rico Richie]
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', nigga (No)
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', nigga (Ha)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I met a bitch from uptown, I'm like, "Woah" (Woah)
Patrón shots, a couple of rounds, she like, "Woah" (Woah, woah)
My niggas ain't fuckin' around, they gon' go (Bop!)
Think I'ma spend a cheque on that pussy, I'm like, "No" (No! Ow!)
I put your bitch in a Phantom (Phantom), that shit big as a planet (Planet)
Got some bitches in Paris that speakin' French like Montana (Yeah-yeah)
Got a bitch in the projects, she be holdin' her hammer (Bang)
Landed in California, 'bout to go to Atlanta
To meet my bitch from Miami, she wanna be on the team
I moonwalk in that pussy, she thinkin' she Billie Jean (Woo)
I got a TEC sittin' on the step and that's on the set
Here I go, wring a nigga neck, all about a check, yeah, I know
(808 Mafia)
You got a motherfuckin' check in your pocket
Pull it out right now (Skrrt)
And contribute (Haan), uh
(Squat made the beat)
[Pre-Chorus: Rico Richie, T-Pain]
(Hey) I'm standin' at a table full of bottles (Full of bottles, hey)
I'm standin' at a table full of robbers (Full of robbers, hey-ey-ey)
Trust me, nigga, you don't want no problems (No, hey)
You gon' make them choppas blocka-blocka, yeah (Hey)
[Chorus: Rico Richie]
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', nigga (No)
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' (You ain't poppin')
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin', nigga (Ha)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I met a bitch from uptown, I'm like, "Woah" (Woah)
Patrón shots, a couple of rounds, she like, "Woah" (Woah, woah)
My niggas ain't fuckin' around, they gon' go (Bop!)
Think I'ma spend a cheque on that pussy, I'm like, "No" (No! Ow!)
I put your bitch in a Phantom (Phantom), that shit big as a planet (Planet)
Got some bitches in Paris that speakin' French like Montana (Yeah-yeah)
Got a bitch in the projects, she be holdin' her hammer (Bang)
Landed in California, 'bout to go to Atlanta
To meet my bitch from Miami, she wanna be on the team
I moonwalk in that pussy, she thinkin' she Billie Jean (Woo)
I got a TEC sittin' on the step and that's on the set
Here I go, wring a nigga neck, all about a check, yeah, I know
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