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Paydro - Poppin' Tags Lyrics



Paydro - Poppin' Tags Lyrics




I just be poppin' tags (Whaaat?)
Fill up them shopping bags (To the top!)
I got to stop and brag (Oh yeah?)
I might just cop a Jag (Skrrt!)
They try to copy the swag (Copy?)
They try to copy the swag!? (You can have that!)
Red eye no jet lag (Smacked!)
Bet I get it right back (Woah!)
I just be poppin' tags (Whaaat?)
Fill up them shopping bags (To the top!)
I got to stop and brag (Yeah!)
I might just cop a Jag (Skrrt)
They try to copy the swag (They copy)
They try to copy the swag!? (You can have that)
Red eye no jet lag (Woah!)
Bet I get it right back

Say they 'bout it
If you ask me, boy I doubt it (Doubt it!)
I be with the rebels
Out in public, we be rowdy (Turn up!)
Dreams of the team poppin' bottles out in Saudi (Champagne)
Til then I'm drinking Hawaiian Punch, smoking Maui Waui (Woo, woo!)
We was trapping in the alley (Facts!)
Now we headed to the Valley (Trips!)
Bud sent from Cali (Yeah)
Mobbed up like a rally (Don't try it)
If you want to come test me
Leave you all where the rest be (Down)
Under the Earth, get your ass smoked
Now your remains smell burnt
Hey
Spend it all and I get it back
If my homie fall, I got his back (Yeah)
Roll call, where the bitches at? (Where they at?)
They always be where the money at (Yeah)
I'm taxing the work just like Uncle Sam (You know!)
Got to learn how to be humble fam (True)
Firm grip, won't fumble grams (Never!)
Can't let the empire crumble man! (Nah!)

I just be poppin' tags
Fill up them shopping bags (Woo!)
I got to stop and brag (Yeah)
I might just cop a Jag (Skrrt-Skrrt)
They try to copy the swag (Copy?)
They try to copy the swag?
Red eye no jet lag (Woah)
Bet I get it right back

I put in work, word to GaryVee
I been a threat, they scared of me
My homie ain't a janitor
But he's known to carry keys (Hotboy)
I really been active in these streets (Yeah)
Got them plates like who trying to eat?
Stop trying to be hard like concrete
Just be a man, stand on your feet
At the outlets
Buying outfits (Cash out)
Making moves (Always)
Not on couches (Never that)
Shorty gassed up (Gassed up!)
S-s-shorty gassed up
Stack my cash up (All the way up!)
High like mountains, aye, hey

I just be poppin' tags
Fill up them shopping bags
I got to stop and brag
I might just cop a Jag
They try to copy the swag
They try to copy the swag?
Red eye no jet lag (Huh!)
Bet I get it right back
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I just be poppin' tags (Whaaat?)
Fill up them shopping bags (To the top!)
I got to stop and brag (Oh yeah?)
I might just cop a Jag (Skrrt!)
They try to copy the swag (Copy?)
They try to copy the swag!? (You can have that!)
Red eye no jet lag (Smacked!)
Bet I get it right back (Woah!)
I just be poppin' tags (Whaaat?)
Fill up them shopping bags (To the top!)
I got to stop and brag (Yeah!)
I might just cop a Jag (Skrrt)
They try to copy the swag (They copy)
They try to copy the swag!? (You can have that)
Red eye no jet lag (Woah!)
Bet I get it right back

Say they 'bout it
If you ask me, boy I doubt it (Doubt it!)
I be with the rebels
Out in public, we be rowdy (Turn up!)
Dreams of the team poppin' bottles out in Saudi (Champagne)
Til then I'm drinking Hawaiian Punch, smoking Maui Waui (Woo, woo!)
We was trapping in the alley (Facts!)
Now we headed to the Valley (Trips!)
Bud sent from Cali (Yeah)
Mobbed up like a rally (Don't try it)
If you want to come test me
Leave you all where the rest be (Down)
Under the Earth, get your ass smoked
Now your remains smell burnt
Hey
Spend it all and I get it back
If my homie fall, I got his back (Yeah)
Roll call, where the bitches at? (Where they at?)
They always be where the money at (Yeah)
I'm taxing the work just like Uncle Sam (You know!)
Got to learn how to be humble fam (True)
Firm grip, won't fumble grams (Never!)
Can't let the empire crumble man! (Nah!)

I just be poppin' tags
Fill up them shopping bags (Woo!)
I got to stop and brag (Yeah)
I might just cop a Jag (Skrrt-Skrrt)
They try to copy the swag (Copy?)
They try to copy the swag?
Red eye no jet lag (Woah)
Bet I get it right back

I put in work, word to GaryVee
I been a threat, they scared of me
My homie ain't a janitor
But he's known to carry keys (Hotboy)
I really been active in these streets (Yeah)
Got them plates like who trying to eat?
Stop trying to be hard like concrete
Just be a man, stand on your feet
At the outlets
Buying outfits (Cash out)
Making moves (Always)
Not on couches (Never that)
Shorty gassed up (Gassed up!)
S-s-shorty gassed up
Stack my cash up (All the way up!)
High like mountains, aye, hey

I just be poppin' tags
Fill up them shopping bags
I got to stop and brag
I might just cop a Jag
They try to copy the swag
They try to copy the swag?
Red eye no jet lag (Huh!)
Bet I get it right back
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Writer: Pedro Ramirez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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