Get It Poppin' - Fat Joe, Nelly

Crack!

Yeah, Scott Storch y’all

Dirty, Crack!

C’mon

It’s two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

I said it’s two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

I got that plat no-limit American Express card

Mami you can get whatever you like

Plus I got that all-black Phantom it’s tinted on four sides

Go 'head kiss it, 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

From rags to riches, club packed with bitches

Had to bag them digits, her head game was vicious (muah)

And we can get it poppin' in the bathroom

Don’t be selfish ma, go ahead and pass it to him

Then we can all fuck

It’s like a million on my neck, got all of these bitches awestruck

Aowww!

We pissy drunk off of Seraphin

I’m up in V.I.P.

and these bitches are screamin «Let me in»

Uh, uh, uh, uh

It’s two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

It’s two up in the mornin now, and I’m tryin to go home wit’chu

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Ha ha, yeah, uhh, yo, uh

Get it poppin, go 'head and drop it

It’s written all over your face, don’t stop it

Just drop it, more like it’s hot, miss

Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin' with Joe

Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I

Put a drink on it and I came right back

She would never talk to a lame like that

In my ear screamin how you got a name like Crack

Crack — similar to Mike Jones

Hear my name enough, then I’m takin you home

Aowwwwww!

You know I walk with I talk with

I sleep with the chrome, one squeeze and you’re gone

What I look like, not takin 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 fuckin with me, talk to 'em dirty

Uh, uh, uh, uh

It’s two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Well it’s two up in the mornin and, them niggas try’n hate on your crew

Nigga what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Yeah what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Now when them doors swing open with that awkward motion

What’chu call it — suicide, it’s a suicide

And if them niggas talk shit cause they drunk off that potion

They commitin — suicide, it’s a suicide

Let’s get it poppin my niggas (Cook, yo)

I got a shotty my niggas (oh, Lord)

I feel sorry for your mudda, give a fuck what you say

Spin your head back, promote you on a videotape

It’s two up in the mornin girl, and the DJ playin that song

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Now what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

It’s four up in the mornin now, and I’m tryin to go home wit’chu

Girl what’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

What’chu gon' do?

(I'mma get get get it poppin)

Yeah, it’s Crack!

(What'chu gon' do)

Cafe, all my people in there partyin

All the party people across the world

Ladies, «Things of that Nature»

Aowwww!