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Popa Chief
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Poptartz
[Popa Chief] Everybody jump, like Pop Tarts out the toaster I propose a toast, fiesta forever We gon' make it pop, til the bubbles stop Make some noise if ya ass love hip hop Guess who's back, on the wall, half again Popa Chief Choke-A-Lot, Last of the Mohicans Fade to black, on this, flick ya bitch While I burn my biscuits and butter your grits I got something hot and heavy, tucked for the hater that Bark like pits and bite like gators Greed propels me, I know ya'll smell me I seen and did it all, so it ain't nothing you can show and tell me Last of the Mohicans, super disciple Nice with the rifle, dick harder than the Eiffel I tower over peons, I'm a Maybach, your a Neon I been there and beyond, colder than Frion Automatic fire, any track that we on Looking for a nasty bitch to pee on They thought it couldn't happen, said it couldn't be done Built my Burnt Biskut empire from a crumb and a guitar strum To the penthouse baby...
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