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歌詞
[Verse 1]
Hey, it's so beautiful when a plan come together
It's your boy, Memphitz, and y'all already know what this is
H-U-E-Y, Bow Weezie, T-Pain
[Verse 2]
It's H-U-E-Y, home fly, G5
And by the look of my eyes, she have nice thighs
What her mama done gave her, then grew from local to major
My pockets flooded with paper, born as a Missouri stater
Mami, go on take it low if you can and touch your toes
You and your partner them, you can get dollars then
Trickin' ain't in my blood, but I'ma make it rain
I'm too rich for dollar bills, I consider that as change
25's on my Range, note that that's a odd number
The way that you tootin' that thing can make the guys wonder
Of what's underneath, or even if it's real
I'm hopin' she's a freak 'cause I ain't tryna chill
I'm tryna get it poppin' with a shorty like mine that's willin' to drop it
Low enough to blow my mind, it's H-U-Easy and Bow Weezie
Let's see if she can get lower than before on the remix
[Verse 3]
Toot that thing up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop, lock it for me, girl, get low
If your mama gave it to ya, baby girl, let it show
Once you pop, lock, drop it for me, maybe we could roll
[Verse 4]
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
[Verse 5]
Damn, lil' mama, I'm sayin'
All that in them jeans?
Woof
Ay, ay, but let me holla at you for a minute though
[Verse 6]
Hey, what it is? They call me Bow Whistle
Now pop, lock, drop it for me, make that thing jiggle
She moves her hips just like Shakira
If she was in the contest, she would be the winner
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 ya, I'm talkin' 'bout your mama
If you won't do it for me, then do it for these dollars
'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 & 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, l'm far from a rookie
Girl, get your pretty self over here, give me them cookies
[Verse 7]
Toot that thing up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop, lock it for me, girl, get low
If your mama gave it to ya, baby girl, let it show
Once you pop, lock, drop it for me, maybe we could roll
[Verse 8]
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
Pop, lock & drop it
[Verse 9]
Shorty snaps
Damn, shorty snaps
[Verse 10]
Now let me ask you all a question that you never heard
How you make them dollars disappear?
Like outta thin air, like a bed of birds
Let me introduce my friends, that's Huey and Bow Wow
And I'm the Pain, better known as Teddy Pinned-her-ass-down
I'm a cheat, but you probably already knew that
But you didn't know I can make you pop, lock, drop and do that
Understand, I'm the baddest man alive
So let's just bend your knees and do the G5 (Now we fly)
[Verse 11]
Yeah, now you can do it
Yeah, now you see me
Yeah, you wanna be me
Yeah, you got me CD
Yeah, now just admit it
Yeah, that's baby Huey
Yeah, that's Bow Weezie
Yeah, that's Taylor Pain
[Verse 12]
I'ma make ya climb a pole, I'ma pay ya
Depending on how this money unfolds
And I got it from my mama, I ain't tryna go broke
If you pop, lock, drop it, I might let all of this go
[Verse 13]
Toot that thing up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop, lock it for me, girl, get low
If your mama gave it to ya, baby girl, let it show
Once you pop, lock, drop it for me, maybe we could roll
Written by: Calvin Miller, D'Andre Smith, Lawrence Franks, Jr