Pop, Lock, And Drop It (remix) Lyrics

Aye, it's so beautiful when three playas comes together
It's your boy Memp Hitz
You already know what this is
H-U-E-Y (remix)
Bow Weezy
T-Pain
Hitz Committee
It's H-U-E-Y, home fly G five
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs
But her mama done gave her then grew from local to major
My pockets full of paper, born as a Missouri stater
Mami gon take it low if you can then touch your toes
You and your partna them, you can get dollas then
Trickin' ain't in my blood, but I'ma make it rain
I'm too rich for dolla bills, I consider that as change
Twenty five's on my range, I know that that's a odd number
The way you tootin' that thang can make the guys wonder

What's underneath or even if it's real
I'm hoping she a freak cause I ain't tryna chill
I'm tryna get it poppin, with a shortie like mine
That's willing to drop it low enough to blow my mind
It's H.U.E.Z. and Bow Weezy
Let's see if she can get lower than before on the remix
[Chorus]
Toot that thang up mami make it roll
Once you pop, pop lock it for me girl get low
If yo mama gave it to you, baby girl let it show
Once you pop lock drop it for me maybe we can roll (oh)
Pop lock and drop it (8x)
Damn lil mama I'm sayin'
All that in them jeans woo
Aye, aye, let me holla at you for a minute
Hey what it is they call me Bow Wizzle
Now pop lock and drop it for me, make that thang jiggle (yep)
She moves her hips just like Shakira
If she was in a contest she would be the winner (yep)
From Ohio all the way to St. Louis, hey all the girls do it just put your back into it
Now shake what she gave you, I'm talking bout ya mama
If you wont do it for me then do it for these dollas
Cause I'ma make it rain, these other dudes is lame
They talk a good game, but they can't do the same
Now drop it up and down, now take it to the ground
If you wanna please me baby all you gotta do is
Pop, lock, and drop it
But baby don't stop it, we can do it like Chris Brown girl and get it poppin'
Man I'm a pro, look I'm far from a rookie
Girl get your pretty self over here gimme them cookies
[Chorus]
Pop lock and drop it (8x)
Shorty snap (yeah!)
Damn, shorty snap (shaw-d-et)
Yea
Now let me ask you a lil' question that you never heard
How do you make them dollas disappear like Copperfield for a lack of better words
Let me introduce my friend, that's Huey and Bow Wow
And I'm the pain better known as Teddy Bend her ass down
I'ma G (yea)
But, you probably already knew that
But you didn't know that I can make you pop, lock, Drop and do that
Now understand I'm the baddest man alive
So let's just bend your knees and do the G 5 (now we fly)
Yea now you can do it (yea)
Yea now you see me (yea)
Yea you wanna be me (yea)
Yea you got my cd (yea)
Yea that's Hits Committee(yea)
Yea that's Baby Huey (yea)
Yea that's Bow Weezy (yea)
Yea that's Teddy Pain I'ma make you climb the pole
I'ma play you depending on how this money unfold
And I got it from my mama I ain't tryin' a go pro
If you pop lock drop it I might let all of this go
Ooh
[Chorus]
Hey
I guess that's what it is then world
Hits Committee
So so def
Konvict
Y'all gonna roll with us or get rolled over man
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written by Frank, Lawrence / Miller, Calvin / Smith, Dandre / Moss, Shad / Najm, Faheem
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing