Pop star Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]CashMoneyAP (pop
star)
They gon' tell you I went
[F]They gon' tell you I went
They gon' tell you I went
[Em]Pop star (pop star)
[F]What they gon' tell you? (huh)

[Verse 2]
They prolly tell you I went [Em]pop (huh?)
Until a nigga play with me and he get
[F]popped (yeah)
I'm on front row at BET without
[Em]my Glock (huh?)
I'm ready to beat a nigga up like
I'm The [F]Rock (let's go)
And she ready to sweep a nigga
up because he [Em]hot (mm, mm)
She ready to eat a nigga up
until he [F]lock (yeah)
She hit the brakes and speed
it up like she a [Em]car (hmm)
Now she got her hands behind
her head like I'm a [F]cop (huh)

[Verse 3]
I told her "Fuck the police", yeah
[Em]She right beside me and she sendin'
nudes (let's go)
You fuck my [F]bitch? That's cool,
I'm fuckin' niggas bitches, too
If you try my [Em]shoes, they ain't gon' fit, man,
you wear different shoes (uh, uh)
Had to dumb it down for them to bite, now it's time to
[F]switch the groove (okay, okay)
I pull up [Em]smooth wit' my lil' bae, but I coulda came
wit' your boo (uh- huh)
If you wit' the [F]shit like I'm wit' the shit, when they
play they gon' make the news (yeah)
I was hittin' your [Em]sis on Sunday at your grandma
place, she cool (Uh- huh)
And if she raised [F]you, I don't want her plate, no,
I ain't even take her food (no thanks)

[Verse 4]
Baby [Em]bougie,
he be turnin' down all kinda hoes
He took my [F]bitch in Nike,
I'm rockin' designer clothes
I told her [Em]"Sorry, I'm not fuckin',
baby I'm not a hoe"
Had bitches [F]knockin' at my door like
they was Domino's

[Verse 5]
They gon' say I went [Em]pop (huh?)
Until a nigga play with me and he get
[F]popped (yeah)
I'm on front row at BET without
[Em]my Glock (huh?)
I'm ready to beat a nigga [F]up like
I'm The Rock (let's go)
And she ready to sweep a nigga
up because he [Em]hot (mm, mm)
She ready to eat a nigga up until
he [F]lock (yeah)
She hit the brakes and speed
it up like she a [Em]car (hmm)
Now she got her hands behind
her head like I'm a [F]cop (huh)

[Verse 6]
I told her "Fuck the police", yeah
[Em]Takin' a trip to Mexico,
I'm comin' right back in town (Orale)
I [F]sell a lot perico,
been tryna slow it down (tryna slow it down)
Takin' a [Em]four, I put a two on that and then I
make it bounce (boing)
I took a [F]thirty- six to a hundred
and eight and weigh up every ounce
I'm a plug, workin' a drug hub
out in H- town (hey)
Hey, what up? You my lil' love bug,
you with Gates now
Penetrate while I grip her waist,
push her face down (yeah)
Concentrate (boom), this that bass,
makin' great [Em]sounds (boom, boom, boom)
Got a graveyard up under my belt, more
murders than New Mexico
[F]Thirty round extension,
mini Glizzy and I'm servin' coke
I'm up in [Em]rank in the cartel,
I got control in this bitch (nyoom)
I still [F]book you for a show and get you
showed in this bitch
Swear you [Em]want a don dada, bitch,
we Puerto Rico [F]gangland
A hundred bricks ain't nuttin',
I pushed a button and make the plane land
[Em]Show some of you niggas how to
grind up out the [F]hole
Then I tied ya in with 'migo, then I
got you another load

[Verse 7]
Yeah, he just told [Em]you how to
pop (huh?)
Until a nigga play with me and he get
[F]popped (yeah)
I'm on front row at BET without
[Em]my Glock (huh?)
I'm ready to beat a nigga [F]up like
I'm The Rock (let's go)
And she ready to sweep a nigga
up because he [Em]hot (mm, mm)
She ready to eat a nigga up until
he [F]lock (yeah)
She hit the brakes and speed
it up like she a [Em]car (hmm)
Now she got her hands behind
her head like I'm a [F]cop (huh)
I told her "Fuck the police",

[Outro 1]
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