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pop smoke - mannequin (original) كلمات أغنية

[intro: pop smoke]
traphousemob (woo)
what’s rockin’, cuz? (woo, woo, woo)
ayy, czr, you did a mazza still (bah, woo)
this is a melo beat (bah, bah), look

[chorus: pop smoke]
dior on my body (body, body, body, woo, body)
head to toe like a mannequin
amiri denims got them panickin’
i pour a four in my fanta
if my opps in a foreign
then we shootin’ up the phantom

[verse 1: b boy]
b boy
point a finger, get a n_gga hit
money degree, that’s my only b_tch
pop a n_gga, pop a n_gga if he want smoke
and the woo with me, n_gga, pop smoke

[verse 2: travi & pop smoke]
i’m focused on money (uh_huh) and that’s it
[?], i’m swervin’ a matte benz (skrrt)
they see me and say it like i be a rapper or sumn’ (hahaha)
i’m prolly trappin’ or sumn’
moving through brooklyn, we packin’ or sumn’ (sumn’? rrr, yes, rrr, yes)
dress like i made it already (yes)
trade in a name, why?
dread is tom brady already
pass me the glizzy and roll up
i’m in a foreign doing donuts (skrrt)
huh, n_ggas know i keep a pole tucked (huh? baow)
and i got one in the holster
[verse 3: pop smoke]
trav’ got the urus, boy got the huracan
i got the royce, and all of them paid
i’m from the floss, i’m a double g
and i know ’bout puttin’ in pain
i spent fifty on my left wrist
another hundred on the chain
try to reach and we takin’ shots close range (bah)

[verse 4: b boy]
i’m louis v ready
rock steady, rock steady
i ran through a hunnid already
them b_tches — we had ’em already
gas ’em up, getty
gorrilas, ready
shots hit your belly
i do you like tommy from belly

[verse 5: travi, pop smoke]
it’s a state of emergency, i know you heard of me
i’m the one without a social
bag a b_tch for her social
trav, you are goin’ global
demarcus cousins through the postal
we just doin’ what we ‘posed to
dripped in all this designer
the ones your b_tch wanna get close to
i live all the sh_t that they rap ’bout
fresh bully in the big house
bad b_tch with her tits out
’bout to show her what this l!ck ’bout (bah)
[chorus: pop smoke]
dior on my body (body, body, body, woo, body)
head to toe like a mannequin
amiri denims got them panickin’
i pour a four in my fanta
if my opps in a foreign
then we shootin’ up the phantom

- pop smoke

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