
Madd Dogg ZW, Sandman – PopShit Lyrics
Artist: Madd Dogg ZW, Sandman
Song: PopShit
I got my head above the water in a pool of sharks i stay afloat
I got so many flows think i should buy a boat
Money talkin so loud n#gg# you can’t ignore
Im tryna pay attention but (ughh) im still a dollar short
So f#ck it, ima go and blow it on dank
Say f#ck a bakery, im tryna get my bread from the bank
I need some paper to wipe it off the sh#t gettin deep
My n#gg#, poverty even haunting me in my sleep
Been hearin trouble anthems, they got throwin them tantrums
With these broke hands the situation ain’t handsome
Its gettin ugly gotta get me some money
Cause ain’t livin life til im drivin a dead body
Nuhhh
Madd dogg i got shawty makin her bootie clap
No mеlodies, she is in luv with my black hoodie raps
I might just stop bеin humble and start attacking n#gg#s
Im kinda crooked just like them copa-cabana n#gg#s
Lyrically i am it n#gg# im so elite
Was tying up my laces the last time i saw defeat
I got the sun in my hands n#gg# im holding heat
Im bout grill some rapperz and eat ’em up bon appetite
Im hiphoppin tryna stand for the truth
I figured out my purpose first time i went in the booth
Yea i drew some tattos on my heart not my skin
Then i went and skipped college but stayed close to the pen
Im puttin work in like a 110
I keep on poppin sh#t again and again
Got drumkits in my head i been thinkin bout bands
sh#t gat me feelin like im more than a man
They ĺied to you when they told you dat ain’t nothing new under the sun
Come say hello to this anomaly son
Applying pressure, its gettin heavy sh#t is more than a ton
They underate me yet its me who gat em under the gun
Im fluctuating through the the the tempo, walkin on flows tip toe
They spittin water but im givin yall juice
I feel like im zeus, im godly
Feelin high and mighty i lost myself to this music nobody will ever find me
Son of a gun i gat my pops on my waist and poppin any mc sayin shmy face i break him apart yea splinter
And even if his big i’ll shrink ’em em and put him back into his momma placenta
Im not a pretender im down if n#gg#s down for vendettas
I thought i i told u boys im not a good fella
They bitin on my steelo and hopin they catch the sickness
Been doin lotta practise i’m now fit for olympics
Im puttin work in like a 110
I keep on poppin sh#t again and again
Got drumkits in my head i been thinkin bout bands
sh#t gat me feelin like im more than a man
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Release Year: 1991