Lyrics Show That P by Luke

Don't stop, pop that pu**y

Poppin' it
She poppin' it
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Baby girl, show that pu**y
Hold it right there, it look good
Hold it right there, it feel good
Good, good
Baby girl, show that pu**y
Hold it right there, it look good
Hold it right there, it feel good
Good, good

I went on top for them bands
She want the top with no hands
She wanna' f**k with your mans
Wake up, I thank God again
How you kill it? I kill with a gat
Kill 'em wit' these Balmain pants (Drip)
She gon' kill all these hoes when she dance
Kill 'em every time she get a chance
She gon' grab on that d**k with both hands
She might [?] you out where she stand
I’m having the racks ain’ dealing with broke n***as, fasho
Respectfully I'm just tryna f**k the hoe but she a ghost
Big Ol’ t**ties just like Nicki Minaj that booty swole
Come here baby we walk wit cash in hand and buy out the store
Girl you know I love when you [?] fast and grabbing it slow
Yeah I know you know you left your man because he broke
Nosirski and I'm having the motion [?]
She wanna' f**k to the beat, I'm like girl let's go
Girl don't you know I'm a capital P
She said boy don't you know I'm a capital P
I get the [?] before you can bring all the capping to me
I spent a twenty in Louis just so I could support my boy that is resting in peace
She wanna' go Bora Bora so I'ma tell lil' baby I feel like a priest
When I'm in Bel-Air feel like the Fresh Prince, Aunt Viviane all over my Tee
I promise, I swear pu**y so good it got knocked on the back, get down on one knee
Poppin' it
She poppin' it
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Baby girl, show that pu**y
Hold it right there, it look good
Hold it right there, it feel good
Good, good
Baby girl, show that pu**y
Hold it right there, it look good
Hold it right there, it feel good
Good, good

Yeah, yeah
Yeah