Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop

Pop that, pop that, pop that

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stopDrop that pussy bitch

What you twerkin' with?

I′m Young Papi, Champagne

They know the face, and they know the name

Drop that pussy bitch

What you twerkin′ with?

Work, work, work, work, bounce

Work, work, work, what you twerkin' with?

Work, work, work, work, bounce

Work, work, work, what you twerkin′ with?

Don't stop, pop that, don′t stop

What you twerkin' with?

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop

What you twerkin' with?

Don′t stop, pop that, don′t stop

What you twerkin' with?

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop

Pop that, pussy, pussy

Montana, ayy

Work, work, work, work, work

What you twerkin′ with?

Throw it, buss it open

Show me what you twerkin' with

Ass so fat need a lap dance

I′m in that white Ghost chasin' Pac-Man

Hundred out the lot, I be leanin', that CÎROC

Hundred large, bring a mop

Cars tinted like Barack

Got a Brinks truck in my pocket (Pocket)

30 chains on my collar (Collar)

Two drops, no mileage (Mileage)

Top off like Wallace

And I′m inhalin′ smoke, bitch know that (Know that)

Filthy rich before rap ('Fore rap)

Your new deal, I throw that (Throw that)

Three beans I′m on that (Haaan)

We pop a molly, she bust it open

She seen the 'gatti, got it, that pussy soakin′

Don't stop, pop that, don′t stop

Pop that, pop that, pop that (Bounce)

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop

Pop that, pussy, pussy (What you twerkin′ with?)

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop (Shout out to the infernos)

Pop that, pop that, pop that (Bounce)

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop (Let′s go)

What you twerkin' with?

I love my big booty bitches

My life a Godfather picture

Local club in my city

I fell in love with a stripper

Bitches know I′m that nigga

Talkin' four-door Bugatti

I'm the life of the party lets get these hoes on the Molly

You know I came to stunt

So drop that pussy, bitch

I got what you want

Drop that pussy bitch

Film it, film it, this bitch want me to film me

Ballin′, ballin′ like I play for New England

Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute

Thats 50, 100, I see no fucking limits

Shout out to Uncle Luke

Shout out my bitches too

We the 2 Live Crew

Two for me, two for you

Feed them bitches carrots

Fuck 'em like a rabbit

Sorry that′s a habit

Smoke a spliff and then I vanish

Don't stop, pop that, don′t stop

Pop that, pop that, pop that (Bounce)

Don't stop, pop that, don′t stop

Pop that, pussy, pussy (What you twerkin' with?)

Don't stop, pop that, don′t stop

Pop that, pop that, pop that (Don′t stop)

Don't stop, pop that, don′t stop

What you twerkin' with?

I′m about being single, seein' double, makin′ triple (Right)

I hope you pussy niggas hatin' never make a nickel (Right)

It's good to make it better when your people make it with you

Money comin′, money goin′, ain't like you can take it with you

It′s about to be a hit right now

Fuck back then, we the shit right now

Dropped Take Care, bought a motherfuckin' crib

And I′m picking up the keys to the bitch right now

OVO that's major shit, Toronto with me that′s Mayor shit

Gettin cheddar packs like KD, OKC that's player shit

We don't dress alike, we don′t rap alike

I shine different, I rhyme different

Only thing you got is some years on me

Man, fuck you and your time difference

I′m Young Papi, Champagne

They know the face, and they know the name

Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains

And you'd owe me change, ah!

Greystone, 20 bottles that′s all me

On the couches, wildin' out

Yelling, "Free my niggas", ′til they all free

One of my closest dawgs got three kids and they all three

But we always been the type of crew that been good without a plan B, so

Don't stop, pop that, don′t stop

Pop that, pop that, pop that (Bounce)

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop

Pop that, pussy, pussy (What you twerkin′ with?)

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop

Pop that, pop that, pop that (Bounce)

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop

What you twerkin′ with?

Bitch, stop talkin' that shit

And suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit

Okay, I fuck a bitch and I′m gone

That's gangsta, Al Capone

I make that pussy spit like Bone

I'm talkin′ ′bout bout bone, bone, bone bone

I'm fucking with French, excuse my French

I lose my mind ′fore I lose my bitch

Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing

Bitch, I ball like two eyelids

YMCM-beat that pussy up, stop playin′

I make her ass scream and holla, like rock bands

I'ma beast, I′m off the leash

I am rich like a bitch

On my Proactiv shit, pop that pussy like a zit

I go by the name Lil Tunechi

Your girl is a groupie

And nigga, you's a square

And I would twist you like a Rubik's

Motherfucker I′m on my skateboard

Watch me do a trick hoe

I′m 5'5" but I could 6-9

Then beat that pussy like Klitschko

It′s French Montana, fuck joe

It's Weezy F, fuck hoes

It′s Truk the world

It's Truk yo girl

It′s Trukfit by the truck load, biatch

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop

Pop that, pop that, pop that (Bounce)

Don′t stop, pop that, don′t stop

Pop that, pussy, pussy (What you twerkin' with?)

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop

Pop that, pop that, pop that (Bounce)

Don′t stop, pop that, don't stop

What you twerkin′ with?