Chris Brown - Poppin' (Remix 2) lyrics

[Intro: Meek Mill] You got a motherf**in' cheque in your pocket Pull it out right now and contribute [Pre-Hook: Meek Mill] Uh, yeah, I'm standin' at a table full of trappers I pop a Perc and take off like it's NASA My n***as, they don't rap, but look like rappers Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord [Hook: French Montana] If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' If you don't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it [Verse 1: Chris Brown] I met a b**h from uptown, I'm like, "Woah" Patrón shots, a couple of rounds, she like, "Woah" My n***as ain't f**in' around, they gon' go Think I'mma spend a cheque on that p**y, I'm like, "No" I put your b**h in a Phantom, that sh** big as a planet Got some b**hes in Paris that speakin' French like Montana Got a b**h in the projects, she be holdin' her hammer Landed in California, 'bout to go to Atlanta To meet my b**h from Miami, she want beef on the table I moonwalk in that p**y, she thinkin' Billie Jean I got a TEC sittin' on the step and that's on the set Here I go, wring a n***a neck all about a cheque, yeah, I know [Pre-Hook: Meek Mill] I'm standin' at a table full of trappers I pop a Perc and take off like it's NASA My n***as, they don't rap, but look like rappers Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord [Hook: French Montana] If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' If you don't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it [Verse 2: French Montana] You ran up on my set and tried to knock us They heard I'm wit' the k**ers and the robbers If I don't fire hammers and the choppers I be ridin' 'til they free the Wavie Crockett Khaki sippin' dirty at the house My n***as, you don't rap cause you can't stop us Blood, he poppin' me and J. Lo in the projects n***a, you couldn't see us wit' binoculars Hook game like coppers, brick squad like Flocka Let the birds fly like it's falcons, ball like Francis wit' the Rockets This that vintage Chanel, drinkin', twistin' cigars Mixin' Cris' in the dark, cryin', grippin' the odds Hit my man up, I had to go Bulletproof sprinter, I be ridin' like the Pope, Montana [Pre-Hook: Meek Mill] I'm standin' at a table full of trappers I pop a Perc and take off like it's NASA My n***as, they don't rap, but look like rappers Cause when we get that work, we flip it backwards, Lord [Hook: French Montana] If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it If you ain't got no paper, you ain't poppin' If you don't got no paper, you ain't poppin' it