LYRICS:
I Don’t love them I don’t need them
Pockets so fat like my polos eating
Big bank roll homie that’s my freedom
Do what I want I don’t follow I lead them
Bend over touch your toes
Jiggle like you trying to come up out them clothes
Uh huh yeah that’s it
Now bounce and dip like a pogo stick
Pogo stick pogo stick
Pogo stick pogo stick
Uh huh yeah that’s it
Now bounce and dip like a pogo stick
I met a punk rock at a bus stop
Said that I could manage her and make much guap
She was widdit I didn’t even hit it
Till she brought this real pimpin’ back 5 digits
Macaroni back it all up on me
Girl it ain’t no fun if you won’t do it for the homie
We do it bigger drinking malt liquor
Plenty more cushion for the pushing if she thicker
Move it quicker all of them curves
Then reach in your purse and pay what I’m worth
All of it down to the last dollar
22 inches squat the Impala
Supreme techrons’ the gas that I need
Hear my beat and shake that ass for me
And holler at a boss that’s what you better do
When I see a bad bitch I’m a tell her to
Bend over touch your toes
Jiggle like you trying to come up out them clothes
Uh huh yeah that’s it
Now bounce and dip like a pogo stick
Pogo stick pogo stick
Pogo stick pogo stick
Uh huh yeah that’s it
Now bounce and dip like a pogo stick
She say she love it when I pop that shit
I said ooh wee girl your breath’s so toxic
You need a tic tac ‘fore a nigga hit that
And I’m a need some Privy and a six pack
With a steak dinner can you dig that
I ain’t a Po pimp I’m a Big Mac
With the special sauce feeling Hella boss
I might not always win but I never lost
I bet the strippers in the club making cash to this
Going dummy on the pole when they slap this shit
I ain’t never been no punk I want my chunk
Bring it all to daddy in them big lumps
Now I’m walking around with pockets like I got the mumps
She thinking I’m a spend it on her like I’m hella dumb
I aint buying you no Birkin bag
I don’t really give a damn how you twerking that matter fact
Bend over touch your toes
Jiggle like you trying to come up out them clothes
Uh huh yeah that’s it
Now bounce and dip like a pogo stick
Pogo stick pogo stick
Pogo stick pogo stick
Uh huh yeah that’s it
Now bounce and dip like a pogo stick
You can’t cram pimpage it’s all about image
The game done been handed down from my lineage
The American way since the cowboys and Indians
So I’m a get mine nigga mackin’ for millions
I’m a boss but you know it though
And I’m a ride that ass just like a rodeo
‘Till you get my dough then they’ll know
Baby I’m a get mo’ everywhere I go
I’m from Oakland we ain’t joking
Girl I’m a check that purse until the strap broken
Take these slapping’ ass beats and then I rap on em’
When they hear em’ they got’ hit the dance floor and dance to em’
I’m authentic no gimmick
Hit the top of the game and then win it uh
She got a booty like her pants got midgets in em’
I go hard on the flow and let the pimpen’ get em’
Bend over touch your toes
Jiggle like you trying to come up out them clothes
Uh huh yeah that’s it
Now bounce and dip like a pogo stick
Pogo stick pogo stick
Pogo stick pogo stick
Uh huh yeah that’s it
Now bounce and dip like a pogo stick
I Don’t love them I don’t need them
Pockets so fat like my polos eating
Big bank roll homie that’s my freedom
Do what I want I don’t follow I lead them