Thug Pop

Lyrics

[VERSE 1]
 Hands out to your big ass,
 Here's 100 beans a minute where the back says.
 Thug Pop. Thug Pop.
 Checks in people with her pants in a bunch,
 James Dean and Hermie Fox!
 (DLR scream)
 [CHORUS]
 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 bitchin'
 Served hot right from the rhythm kitchen.
 Perhaps you know my name...
 I'm called: Thug Pop. Thug Pop.
 [VERSE 2]
 When the resurrection comes,
 there'll be a two drink minimum.
 Thug Pop. Thug Pop.
 Are you ready for some freestyle?
 Undress, stay awhile.
 All right, let's go to the back!
 Woo!
 [CHORUS]
 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 bitchin'
 Served hot right from the rhythm kitchen.
 Perhaps you know my name...
 (musical interlude)
 (classic DLR screams)
 [CHORUS]
 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 bitchin'
 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.
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:35
Key
6
Tempo
107 BPM

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