Thug Pop

Hands out to your big ass,

Here's 100 beans a minute where the back says.

Thug Pop. Thug Pop.

Checks in people with her pants in a bunch,

James Dean and Hermie Fox!

(DLR scream)

[CHORUS]

People try to blame me,

Poets try the same.

I'm tryin to hear from the mildew

to the barbeque on a hellbound train...

Longshot? That's *******'

Served hot right from the rhythm kitchen.

Perhaps you know my name...

I'm called: Thug Pop. Thug Pop.

[VERSE 2]

When the resurrection comes,

there'll be a two drink minimum.

Thug Pop. Thug Pop.

Are you ready for some freestyle?

Undress, stay awhile.

All right, let's go to the back!

Woo!

[CHORUS]

People try to blame me,

Poets try the same.

I'm tryin to hear from the mildew

to the barbeque on a hellbound train...

Longshot? That's *******'

Served hot right from the rhythm kitchen.

Perhaps you know my name...

(musical interlude)

(classic DLR screams)

[CHORUS]

People try to blame me,

Poets try the same.

I'm tryin to hear from the mildew

to the barbeque on a hellbound train...

Longshot? That's *******'

Served hot right from the rhythm kitchen.

Perhaps you know my name...

I'm called: Thug Pop.

Perhaps you know my name...

Perhaps you know my name...

I'm called: Thug Pop.