Pop Smoke - She Got A Thing Lyrics

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She Got A Thing

She Got A Thing Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For She Got A Thing By Pop Smoke?
Uh, woo
(Oh, oh) F*ck it up (AXL, f*ck it up), stick it out (stick it out) Throw it back (throw it back), for these racks (for these rack) Poke it out (poke it out), stick it out (stick it out) Throw it back (throw back), for these riches (grrt, bah) She got a thing for niggas with money She got a thing for niggas with money (uh, uh) Poke it out (poke it out), stick it out (stick it out) Throw it back (throw back) I got the baddest bitch out of the city She got my name on top of her titty I do my dance when I get jiggy I do my dance, I feel like I'm Shiggy Hit the pole, do a trick Climb on top, do a split She wanna do it on my dick Sit on my Amiris, told her look out for the stick Baby, lemme, see some, okay Two bad, bitches, goin', both ways She gon' do it for these bands She make it clap like how I do both of my hands F*ck it up (f*ck it up), stick it out (stick it out) Throw it back (throw it back), for these racks (for these rack) Poke it out (poke it out), stick it out (stick it out) Throw it back (throw back), for these riches (grrt, bah) She got a thing for niggas with money She got a thing for niggas with money (uh, uh) Poke it out (poke it out), stick it out (stick it out) Throw it back (throw back) |
Who Wrote She Got A Thing By Pop Smoke?
Bashar Jackson
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What's The Duration Of The She Got A Thing By Pop Smoke?The duration of She Got A Thing is 2:05 minutes and seconds. |
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