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[Hook: Big Moe]
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
Pill-pill poppa (uh oh!)
Top them droppa (haan)
I don't give a damn (it's the President)
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em (what?)
Pill-pill-pill poppa (Corleone)
Top them droppa (haan)
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you (I'm getting throwed, mane)
Pill-pill-pill
Pill-pill poppa (love you, Moe)
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
[Verse 1: Mike-D]
I hop out that Lex
So fresh, so clean
Black Label shirt, nigga
True Religion jeans
There's 25 thou on my neck alone
I swear to God, D-Reck
They better leave me alone
I'm on some 08
If it don't pay
I don't fuck with it
A1 [?] over here
They ain't stuck with it
Hit the Galleria
Fuck off a coupla grand
It ain't nothing when you're H-Town's infamous right man
Nigga it's Mike-D, yeah that's me
And the Screwed Up Click gon live through me
I'm a pill-pill poppa, front wheel hoppa
Pull up at the club and snatch me a boppa
And that's a bitch if you don't know the lingo
Women reach, touch down, Young G holla bingo
This ain't no motherfuckin' rap that I'm readin'
Check the hood, see how many traps I'm feedin', I'm a
[Hook: Big Moe]
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
[Verse 2: Big Moe]
I'm grippin' on grain
I let my nuts hang
I'da came through
Pop trunk, I sang sang
I might can sing a flow
I might can even rap
I'm hitting these hoes in the back
Coming down, snap tap
I'm a pussy fucka
Glock top grippa
Out the Southside
Moe yo ain't no trippa
Syrup I be sippin'
Foes what I'm flippin'
I'da came through what [?]
I never been fucked off
I represent the South
I'm out the Southside, sippin' barre so I don't cough
Ima come, come on down, Moe yo, Ima G, M O to the E
For the 123
[?]
[Hook: Big Moe]
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
[Verse 3: J-Dawg]
Yeah, I'm on the freeway
Doing about 150
Glad I got a tip in
I almost flipped it
Had to lean back a minute
Hit the kush to get my grip
Damn the blue dog is a trip
It got me wide up
Plus lately I been really on some Moe shit
Thinking about [?] pimp
It got me on some throwed shit (rest in peace)
Cause one day you here, the next day you gone
Y'all been heard this song
But it's time to hit home
And say
Hey yeah I'm one [?]
She wanna smile and cry
See why I get high?
Peel da ceiling back
Fuck my top, I can't breathe
Give me another pill
Pass that weed
[Hook: Big Moe]
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em (Wreckshop!)
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
[Verse 4: Trae]
Still pill poppin'
Foe tippin, top droppin'
I mashed outta that parking lot
84's gonna hopscotch
Them insides
That butterscotch
Off mono blocks
We cut 'em off
That Interstate
We pull on mine
Got penny weight
Never seen him drive
1 hunnid boy
Ask about me
I'm something like a Holocaust
I drop it up out my pocket
And I don't know what the hell it cost
See it's hilarious, I cracks myself up
I sell out in the stars
While y'all back the shelf up
That break shop nigga
Better tell them suckas deep (grave)
When he break on the CDs be [?]
I'm a Houstunna slash
Straight, it was reject
That Houston, Texas
Trae 100, how to respect it
Yeah, lil homie, game so marvelous
One hundred, its obvious
Excuse me, Beg My Pardon
I'm valet parkin'
But the lights are sparkin'
Duckin' in vomit, vomit
My leather Nintendo is [?]
I'm full of them pills
I'm still
[Hook: Big Moe]
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
Pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you can't stop 'em
Pill-pill-pill poppa
Top them droppa
I don't give a damn
Wreckshop, you
Pill-pill-pill
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