Lyrics: Get It Poppin' (feat. Nelly)

It's two up in the morning girl, and the dj playing that song
Now whatcha gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin' boy (whatcha gon' do) I'ma get get get it poppin'
It's 2 up in the morning girl, and the dj playing that song
Now whatcha gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin' boy (whatcha gon' do) I'ma get get get it poppin'

I got the black no limit american express card
Mami you can get whatever you like
Plus I got that all black phantom and it's tinted on four sides
Gettin kisses they can't see us inside
Mami tell me Do you like it? I know you like it
It's written all over your face, don't fight it
You like it more than I like it
So put it all over your face don't bite it
Crack
From rags to riches club packed with (ow) bitches
Had to bag them digits her head game was vicious
And we can get it poppin' in the bathroom
Don't be selfish ma, go ahead and pass it to 'em
And we can all fuck
It's like this million on my neck, got all of these bitches awestruck
We pissy drunk over Seraphim
I'm up in VIP and these bitches is screamin' let me in

It's two up in the morning girl, and the dj playing that song
Now whatcha gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin'boy (whatcha gon' do) I'ma get get get it poppin'
It's two up in the morning now, and I'm tryin' to go home witchu girl
Now whatcha gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin' boy (whatcha gon' do) I'ma get get get it poppin'

Get it poppin', go ahead a drop it
It's written all over your face don't stop it
Just drop it, more like it's hot miss
Kickin' the dough with the 4 4 messin' wit yo
Now this kid got this ass so fat in fact I
Put a drink on it and it came right back
She would never talk to a lame like that
In my ear screaming how'd you get a name like crack
Crack
similar of the mike jones
Say my name enough then I'm taking you home
You know I walk with the talk with the sleep with the chrome while squeezing your dome
Why I look like I'm not taking at least three to six women out the club with me
Now we back to the fuck pad call it the fuck pad cause all these bitches fucking wit me
Talk to 'em dirty

It's two up in the morning girl, and the dj playing that song
Now whatcha gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin'boy (whatcha gon' do) I'ma get get get it poppin'
it's two up in the morning and them niggaz try'n hate on your crew
Nigga whatcha gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin' (whatcha gon' do) I'ma get get get it poppin'

Now when the girls swing open with that awkward motion, whatchu call it
Suicide, it's a suicide
And if they niggas talk shit 'cause they drunk off the potion, they committin'
Suicide, it's a suicide
Let's get it poppin' my (*)
I got a shot in my (*)
I feel sorry for you ma don't give a fuck what you say
Spin ya head back promote you on the videotape

It's two up in the morning girl, and the dj playing that song
Now whatcha gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin' boy(whatcha gon' do) I'ma get get get it poppin'
It's two up in the morning now, and I'm tryin' to go home witchu girl
Now whatcha gon' do
I'ma get get get it poppin'boy (whatcha gon' do) I'ma get get get it poppin'

[ad libs to fade]