David Lee Roth - Thug Pop lyrics

Ow, ow Hands out to your big a** Here's a hundred beats a minute with the back sa** Thug Pop, Thug Pop Checks in people with her pants in a bunch James Dean and Hermie Fox Ow, people try to blame me Poets try the same I'm tryin to hear from the mildew To the barbeque on a hellbound train Longshot? That's b**hin' Served hot Right from the rhythm kitchen Perhaps you know my name I'm called Thug Pop Thug Pop When the resurrection comes There'll be a two drink minimum, wooh Thug Pop, Thug Pop Are you ready for some freestyle? Undress, stay awhile All right, let's go to the back Woo People try to blame me Poets try the same I'm tryin to hear from the mildew to the barbeque on a hellbound train... Longshot? That's b**hin' Served hot Tight from the rhythm kitchen. Perhaps you know my name... Wow Oh, oh People try to blame me Poets try the same I'm tryin to hear from the mildew To the barbeque on a hellbound train Longshot? That's b**hin' Served hot Right from the rhythm kitchen Perhaps you know my name I'm called Thug Pop Perhaps you know my name Perhaps you know my name I'm called Thug Pop