Louie V Mob - Club Poppin lyrics

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Louie V Mob - Club Poppin lyrics

(Hook) Yea I got dope in the dope house Foreign cars when I roll out A lot of cash, got the club poppin We in the club, n***a ho hoppin We in the club, n***a ho hoppin The Mob up in here, n***a hoes poppin Poppin bottles, ain’t no stopping We in the club, n***a ho hoppin (Verse) Last car that I brought had a missing roof Last ho I f**ed had a missing tooth n***a in the club, higher than Snoop That a bad b**h choosin, hater in the crew Told the girlfriend drop it for me You got work? Then cop it for me sponsored links See The Mob in this b**h, n***a And we don’t f** with you streets n***a Hating on us could get you Ratpack Put a extra hole in yo snap back In the club poppin bottles with some bad b**hes From the ghetto but a n***a got mad riches (Hook) Yea I got dope in the dope house Foreign cars when I roll out A lot of cash, got the club poppin We in the club, n***a ho hoppin We in the club, n***a ho hoppin The Mob up in here, n***a hoes poppin Poppin bottles, ain’t no stopping We in the club, n***a ho hoppin (Verse) Look, 30 pop up, you don’t want no problem Ho hoppin, bad b**h pro hoppin New pack, run it back, run it like a option No stopping, I heard my own b**h watchin That’s alright, molly in the Sprite They callin my stripper, my stripper f**in a dyke Hey it’s our first day but you know I’m f**in tonight On sight, skin her down, put some Louie shoes if she right Lane shedder, that p**y gon get you settled Matter fact I got shooters outside the club, they gon let em ey! I got full jackin Mob, we just ho hoppin Hundred bags a piece on my arm, my legs show stopping (Hook) Yea I got dope in the dope house Foreign cars when I roll out A lot of cash, got the club poppin We in the club, n***a ho hoppin We in the club, n***a ho hoppin The Mob up in here, n***a hoes poppin Poppin bottles, ain’t no stopping We in the club, n***a ho hoppin (Verse) Every day a new outfit Driveway look like a dealership So much jury that they think I’m a judge We bout to side to the club I’m banked up, boy looky here Feddy leafy like ZZ Top beard I rap now but I used to sail sup We in this motherf**er south Lots are showing up, standing on the couch Mugging b**h n***as with our names in they mouth It don’t cost you a dime to stay up out of mine Give you the 30 second checking if you out of line (Hook) Yea I got dope in the dope house Foreign cars when I roll out A lot of cash, got the club poppin We in the club, n***a ho hoppin We in the club, n***a ho hoppin The Mob up in here, n***a hoes poppin Poppin bottles, ain’t no stopping We in the club, n***a ho hoppin