Pop Rocks Millionaires (Ft. Nightclub Fight Club)

Hmm
Your girl does party
Call me Lil' Wayne 'cause I'm lickin' on your lollipop
One lick in he about to get my tootsie pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, like I'll never stop
He about to shoot, like a gun shot

Yeah boy, you're so sweet
You're my type too, diabetes
Put them sprinkles on, my titties
Jaw breaker, hard candy

I want it in my mouth, like pop rocks
Sugar overload, with a little shot
Gotta roll down, to the candy shop
Explode, like pop rocks
I want it in my mouth, like pop rocks
Sugar overload, with a little shot
Gotta roll down, to the candy shop
Explode like pop rocks

Here I go with the flow so dope
You could listen to this spitin' for yo fix when you broke
Bitches know when I'm kissin on them slow
They just wishin' that I'm givin' them the dick 'til they choke like
Ohh damn girl you be doing it
You so bad that that other chick I was with? Shit screw that bitch
Ghostin' in all of my ghosts, my children are livin' inside of your throat
And shit if you think it's gross than just get a shot of patron, oh