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Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa – Pop That Trunk Lyrics


Bumper, drug ’em, fuck ’em (Rest in peace, Koopsta Knicca)

I don’t love ’em, dump ’em, slump ’em

Bumper, drug ’em, fuck ’em (What Juicy said?)

I don’t love ’em, dump ’em, slump ’em (Yeah, he be like, “Shut the fuck up”)

Bumper, drug ’em, fuck ’em

I don’t love ’em, dump ’em, slump ’em (Mm-hmm)

(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)

Pop that trunk, I got 4-15’s, bitch, you hear me beat

Pop that trunk, I got AR-15’s, bitch, don’t think it’s sweet

Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin’

Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, n****, I pop that trunk

Pop that trunk, I got 4-15’s, bitch, you hear me beat (Mm-hmm)

Pop that trunk, I got AR-15’s, bitch, don’t think it’s sweet

Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin’

Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, n****, I pop that trunk (Yeah, yeah, let’s go)

Sippin’ Yak’, in that new Maybach, how you like that?

This ain’t an act, my life like a movie but you can’t write that

If you think you ain’t gon’ pay me my brick, you got me fucked up

Catch your ass trickin’ on some pussy, get you stuck up (Mm-hmm)

Look at my smile, look at my style, I drive these bitches wild (You know it)

You say you smoke dope by the ounce, I smoke it by the pound

Ain’t sweepin’ no beef up under the rug, you gotta take these slugs (Doo, doo)

Before I give this bitch this dick, I’m ’bout to take these drugs (Pop ’em)

The way I move, you would think these n***** show me way more love (Mm-hmm)

Sometimes I just lay low until I run a million up (Yeah, yeah)

Either way it go, I’ma get it but I’m never gon’ get enough (No)


I’m a savage, that shit in me, n****, don’t make me pop that, what?

Pop that trunk, I got 4-15’s, bitch, you hear me beat

Pop that trunk, I got AR-15’s, bitch, don’t think it’s sweet

Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin’

Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, n****, I pop that trunk

Pop that trunk, I got 4-15’s, bitch, you hear me beat (Mm-hmm)

Pop that trunk, I got AR-15’s, bitch, don’t think it’s sweet

Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin’

Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, n****, I pop that trunk

Pop that trunk, I got what you need, and it’s a lotta dose

Pop that trunk, and it’s full of boxes like I’m sellin’ clothes

Got that skunk, said I got that skunk, we gon’ blaze it up

Hella young, but I hope to God, you ain’t gon’ sell your soul

Hit the block, sell them n***** funk ’cause that’s what they want

Fuck shit up when I pop that trunk, when I pop that trunk

Young n**** beatin’ up the block, he could never dunk

But he heard a song ’bout pullin’ guns, now he poppin’ trunks

Yeah, I got it, yeah, I got it, and it’s for anybody

And when it’s really gone, I won’t let you forget about it

Yeah, I got it, yeah, I got it, smokin’ weed at every party

If you disrespect me or my homies up in here, I gotta

Pop that trunk, I got 4-15’s, bitch, you hear me beat

Pop that trunk, I got AR-15’s, bitch, don’t think it’s sweet

Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin’

Pop that trunk, pop that trunk, n****, I pop that trunk

Pop that trunk, I got 4-15’s, bitch, you hear me beat (Mm-hmm)

Pop that trunk, I got AR-15’s, bitch, don’t think it’s sweet

Pop that trunk, I got what you need, my whole team eatin’

Pop that trunk


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