Pop My Trunk lyrics

Artist  : Wine-o 
Song : Pop My Trunk



 Send "Pop My Trunk" Ringtone to your Cell 

 where dem hataz at 

where dem hataz at 

where dem hataz at 

where dem hataz at


MAYNE ! 



{chorus} 

Pop
my trunk then 

pop my pop my pop my trunk
then 

pop my trunk then 

pop my trunk
then pop my pop my pop my trunk then 



i beat the fat pat whatcha kno bout dat 

we 4 deep in the lac then we all got gats 

jus in case a fool trip mayne ion think he
wanna jack 

leave ya layin side ways wide
open playn dat 

holla back was the funny
whole world seen me comin 

was a bad ass
kid yea my nose was runnin 

h-town, 5th
ward, yep dat my hood, ima twist it up throw it
up yea its undastood 

its all good everybdy
kno my name im deep rooted in the game sometimes
im ridin plane sometimes i grip grain 

on
them 84s elbows swangers put em on the who do yo
lifes still in danger 

im shinin my neck
wrist n my teeth 20 in screen jabbed in my seats
(in my seats) 

25 crew if ya wanna beat so
i can 

Pop my trunk then yep then yep 



{chorus x2} 



{Paul Wall}


when ya see me in the streets 

im
the same playa that ya hearin on these beats
(paul wall) 

jus holla at me mayne 

my paint drippin like my car had a leak 

sittin in my backseat will give ya headaches
for weeks 

when i pass sittin tall as a
giraffe do the math while i get harassed 

'cause im ridin a e-class 

i jus laugh
when i see them haters face make em eat my dust
leave em wit a sour taste 

u ridin on 17s
so i guess u in last place 'cause the rims im
ridin on come past my waist 

when the trunk
pop partna its a bop fest 

im sumthin like a
titty dancer 'cause my car is topless 

when
u see me on dat antwon turnin heads 

my
paint was burnt orange now its turnin red 

its paul wall ridin butter on the south we
gutta 

its no wonder why dat original or
wat uh(pop my trunk then yep then yep ) 



{chorus x2} 



{wine-o} 

im the _________of the rap game go ask ya girl
she gon tell ya the same thing 

she wanna
touch my mic dawg i heard she could really sing


4 15s in my trunk yea it really bangs
silly mayne steady flippin on them cars 

bad broads throwin draws summertime i spit at
nights sometimes i spit at broads 

wen i
fall throu the club man they treat me like a star


when i dip throu the hood they say look at
his car 

i got a scar in my styrofoam white
cup wen ya hear me say HUH gon throw it up 

wen i throw my partys bad broads they be showin
up haters throwin up 'cause they kno a niggas
comin up 

(yea wine-o) im the talk of the
streets im blowin up 

everybody hear my
voice yea they cant get enuf 

'cause im
rough and im tough stackin paper like Bun(