poppin with bigwalkdog

Gucci Mane

1017 (Poppin ) , BigWalkDog (BigWalkDog)
Big 1017 (Ayy)
Hey, hey
Hey, hey

When you poppin
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Uh)
Lookin at the jewel, you see a pool and a faucet (Grr)
Designer hit the mail, come straight from the tropic
Got a coconut smell, but it hit like we boxin (Yeah)
She only ate the dick, but she still sayin toxic
She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can t feel my body
But she ain t gettin shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)

Nah, she ain t gettin shit outta none of these wallets
Broke down a bow just to smoke at Hibachi
I ain t need me a plug, I m the whole damn socket
Came, nailed down a opp, come on, he roadblockin
Sippin on Wocky, pop me a Roxy, know they gon watch me
Built for this shit, nigga, how they gon stop me?
I was just loadin up shit on the dolly
I feel like fly, I don t need nobody
Big dawg, I m for real, I don t need co-signin
Might go get me Cat or a Scat, no mileage (Skrrt)
In the city where I m from, we ain t have no God
Nigga play with who? Nigga play with Wop, know they dyin
Might just go to Wafi, get a twenty, make it shine
I ain t never had shit, not a motherfuckin dime
Wop got me out the trenches, had murder on my mind (Wop)
And the plug just called, said thirty on the line (Uh)
Need a P up in the east and need a P up in the west
He ain t grabbin two, then it s on to the next
Thirteen with my daddy, watchin niggas get finessed
On the first and the third gettin everybody checked
Make a block, do it again, gettin everybody stretched
I done made it out, so I m at you fuck nigga neck
Don t know what I want, new Jacob or Patek, flex

When you poppin
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Uh)
Lookin at the jewel, you see a pool and a faucet
Designer hit the mail, come straight from the tropic
Got a coconut smell, but it hit like we boxin (Yeah)
She only ate the dick, but she still sayin toxic (Ugh)
Know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can t feel my body
But she ain t gettin shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)
Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Blaow)
Lookin at the jewel, you see a pool and a faucet (Bling)
Designer hit the mail, come straight from the tropic (Yeah)
Got a coconut smell, but it hit like we boxin (Shh)
She only ate the dick, but she still sayin toxic
She know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy (It s Gucci)
Off a Percocet, I can t feel my body
But she ain t gettin shit outta none of these pockets (Ha)

Can t nobody pop shit the way I pop it (Ha)
Million dollar watch on my wrist, no cappin (Bling)
Say he got money, where it went, what happened? (Wah)
Sign with Gucci Mane, get rich, go Platinum (Go, go)
I know the feds watchin , but 12 can t stop it (Stoppin )
The bales came in, I pulled up, went shoppin (Pulled up)
Pull up in a Dawn and the top start droppin (The Dawn)
They let me outta jail and the price start hoppin ( Wop)
Cartel mailbox money so dirty you could smell my money (Ah)
I m equipped by money, if you owe me, better pay my money
So rich that I weigh my money and I look like money
And I don t really need new friends
So please stop callin me twin, I ma say that shit again
You ain t never killed no man
So you could never fit in my skin, it s Big Gucci Mane (It s Gucci)

Every time you move, you gotta move with a rocket (Ha)
Lookin at the jewel, you see a pool and a faucet
Designer hit the mail, come straight from the tropic
Got a coconut smell, but it hit like we boxin
She only ate the dick, but she still sayin toxic
Know I got racks, so she do it more sloppy
Off a Percocet, I can t feel my body
But she ain t gettin shit outta none of these pockets (Nope)

Same young nigga still posted in the trick
On a plane with an opp, bout to go off in his shit
I don t even like flyin , can t move with a stick
Called my junkie out the jungle, he gon pull up with the stick
On the phone with him now, he gon pull up by six
Talkin bout tappin in, I ain t tappin in shit
You ain t tap in with me before a nigga got rich
My homie poppin Percocet, doctor say he at risk
Smokin Wedding Cake, ain t nobody married in this bitch
From the street, now a nigga really married to this shit
I was broke than a bitch, now I m havin all this grip
Need blue cheese salad, nothin added to the mix
Went from noodle with the cracker, steak added on the list
Got a Glock 17, nothin added but a switch
Got this shit up out the mud, wouldn t hand it to a nigga
Fore they label me a rat, they gon label me a killer