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​Pop My Trunk

This song is by Wine-O.

Where dem hataz at
Where dem hataz at
Where dem hataz at
Where dem hataz at
Mayne!

Pop my trunk then
Pop my pop my pop my trunk then
Pop my trunk then
Pop my trunk then pop my pop my pop my trunk then

I beat the fat pat whatcha know bout dat
We 4 deep in the lac then we all got gats
Jus in case a fool trip mayne ion think he wanna jack
Leave ya layin side ways wide open playn dat
Holla back was the funny whole world seen me comin'
Was a bad ass kid yeah my nose was runnin'
H-town, 5th ward, yep dat my hood, ima twist it up throw it up yeah its undastood
It's all good everybdy know my name I'm deep rooted in the game sometimes I'm ridin' plane sometimes I grip grain
On them 84s elbows swangers put 'em on the who do yo lifes still in danger
I'm shinin my neck wrist 'n' my teeth 20 in screen jabbed in my seats (in my seats)
25 crew if ya wanna beat so I can
Pop my trunk then yep then yep

{Paul Wall}
When ya see me in the streets


I'm the same playa that ya hearin on these beats (paul wall)
Jus holla at me mayne
My paint drippin like my car had a leak
Sittin' in my backseat will give ya headaches for weeks
When I pass sittin' tall as a giraffe do the math while I get harassed
'Cause I'm ridin' a e-class
I jus laugh when I see them haters face make 'em eat my dust leave 'em wit a sour taste
U ridin' on 17s so I guess you in last place 'cause the rims I'm ridin' on come past my waist
When the trunk pop partna it's a bop fest
I'm sumthin like a titty dancer 'cause my car is topless
When you see me on dat antwon turnin' heads
My paint was burnt orange now its turnin' red
Its paul wall ridin' butter on the south we gutta
Its no wonder why dat original or wat uh (pop my trunk then yep then yep)

{Wine-o}
I'm the _________of the rap game go ask ya girl she gon tell ya the same thing
She wanna touch my mic dawg I heard she could really sing
4 15s in my trunk yeah it really bangs silly mayne steady flippin on them cars
Bad broads throwin' draws summertime I spit at nights sometimes I spit at broads
Wen I fall throu the club man they treat me like a star
When I dip throu the hood they say look at his car
I got a scar in my styrofoam white cup wen ya hear me say HUH gon throw it up
Wen I throw my partys bad broads they be showin up haters throwin' up 'cause they know a niggas comin' up
(Yeah wine-o) I'm the talk of the streets I'm blowin' up
Everybody hear my voice yeah they can't get enuf
'Cause I'm rough and I'm tough stackin paper like Bun (