Shyheim - Poppin' lyrics

[Intro: IMF Blue Steele] Yeah, yeah, yeah... Big dog, yeah, yeah... IMF Blue, yeah... One shot, yeah... Emba**y, yeah... Big Lou, yeah... Yeah, yeah, yeah... Holla at me! [IMF Blue Steele] Alright, The IMF Blue is ready to go When I put my chain on it's like I'm buried in snow (haha) I gotta get Con Eddie to roll Cuz when Con Eddie roll it's already a show (We get it popping, popping, popping) No joke, bro, roll, lemme smoke mo' IMF is amazing, and move with a swagger, don't leave on the pavement Cuz he'll show you ba*tards the reason ya hating (We get it popping, popping, popping) When I fall on the spot, I make sure I got my dogs to the spot Cuz if not, them n***as might be throwing some shots And somebody might be calling the cops, y'all just watch (We get it popping, popping, popping) Wherever we at That's why you never ever let me react I'm (popping, popping, popping) And I'm fleeing the scene I do it big with just me and my team [Chorus 4X: IMF Blue Steele] We get it popping, popping, popping And ain't no stopping him, the IMF keep on rocking it Listening, ain't no stopping INF [IMF Blue Steele] Now, I tried to hop skip to the bar But the club was so big, how you get to the bar? Damn, I got a pocket full of jars A thicky so raw but I need a cigar (We get it popping, popping, popping) Nothing but a** out A lot of n***as getting they blunt rolled or pa**ed out (We get it popping, popping, popping) And I'm up in the spot, got my cup filled up to the top And you should know if I'm there, I'm sipping something I got the whole party, bop dipping jumping It's (popping, popping, popping) We got the vans wrapped Lou's in front of the club, like where my man's at (Popping, popping, popping) But we in already, we all posted Look at the itinerary (popping, popping, popping) Now I'm trying to score Now I already got my eyes on a who*e And I ain't got time to throw game to a s*ut Nope, I pull her to the side and say the name of my truck [Chorus 4X] [IMF Blue Steele] Now, we dove outside of the spot I'm drunk, moving side to side with a bop I just finished taking pulls of that raw And Grant spilled a whole cup on my velour It's (popping, popping, popping) And I ain't mad at that Mami got a big ol' bu*t, I'm a stab at that Asked her was she coming with me? She did the cabbage patch Got a lot of karets with me, so where ya rappers at? (popping, popping, popping) We all Benzes, all be pigeons, y'all all get in This (popping, popping, popping) Don't stand still You know you want it, why you looking in my man grill? Come on, ma', you in his face for real Cuz his earring's looking like a baseball field But it's (popping, popping, popping) So we cruising, doing what we doing You know I ditch, tell a b**h, "Quick, hold my dick" And pull off in a 4.6, we pop sh** [Chorus 4X]