Yeah, yeah pop out World Star with all of that fuck shit Yeah, uh, pop out Yeah, ha, pop out Yeah, pop out Yeah, yeah World Star Yeah, World Star

They asking bout me in the trap house They talking bout me in the trap house What the business is, stay up out of mine You know my sneakers foreign nigga (Juheard!) Yeah, bigger than life Big money poppin' boy Trap house, trap house Niggas mad that I

Yeah, I said it Yeah, I said it, babe Yeah, I said it (ooh yeah) I ain't tryin' to think about it, no Yeah, I said it, boy, get up inside it, uh I want you to homicide it Going slow and I want you to pop it uh And I think I kinda like ya

Look how much youth deh a jail house Mi never haffi deh a road Look how much youth deh a grave yard Mi never haffi deh yah don’t Suh mi haffi give thanks, yeah Dray Island haffi give thanks, yeah Dinero haffi give thanks, yeah Tell the devil keep him

(Stick that thang out) Some more Uh! uh! some more, skeezer Keep shaking that thang girl, Keep popping that thang girl Dance, too much booty in your pants Yeah, uh! uh! some more I said ain't nothing but tutti fruity Get on the floor if ya got that booty