Snoop Dogg - Pop My Shit ft. Trinidad James

Snoop Dogg - Pop My Shit ft. Trinidad James with tags music, music video, vydia, pop my shit, snoop dogg, trinidad james, rap/hip-hop, 2026, death row records gamma., none, vevo

Performed by Snoop Dogg & Trinidad James

Produced by Youngfyre

Written by Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr., Tramaine Winfrey, Nicholaus Joseph Williams

Lyrics:

Yea man

Time don't wait on nobody

Timing is everything

Shit, I can't wait

I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch

Pop my colla on these niggas like this

I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch

Pop my colla on these niggas like this

I can't wait

Show up, show out

I can't wait

Pop up, pop out

I can't wait to pop my shit

I can't wait to pop my shit

Sitting back watching these sucka MC's

Scrolling through YouTube, smoking my trees

Slice your wrist, twice the risk

Nice with this, precise with this

Time is money

Captivated, immaculated, infatuated

When I step in, bitch niggas evacuated

Calculated my plate, it adds up

My homies in the building tell them niggas, bag up

Pull up in your city to run the bag up

Bust a couple corners then throw my flag up

Took a couple pictures with bitches to tag us

Tell your nigga we good

Unless he wants some bad love

But anyway we dipping right back in the tour bus

I took two from him and one from you Now that makes four of us

Time is ticking I'm big steppin' and boot kickin'

Death Row red carpet wrapped in a blue ribbon

Sophisticated, twisted, made it

This is the greatest Kiss the latest

Ride off like a Alpha Mega

Small fries to Big Mac is back

What a quarter pound of cheese

Nigga nigga please I can't wait to pop my shit on the bitch Pop my call on these

I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch

Pop my colla on these niggas like this

I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch

Pop my colla on these niggas like this

I can't wait

Show up, show out

I can't wait

Pop up, pop out

I can't wait to pop my shit

I can't wait to pop my shit

Erry nigga feel the same way I do, word to Bayou

Better call Tyrone, nigga Erika Badu

Death Row records is back, Crips and Pirus

You're married to the gang, chunk it up and say I do

Back outside and the feeling is strong I let that shit go cause it's time to move on

Small fries, the Big Mac is back

What a quarter pound of cheese, nigga, nigga, please

I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch

Pop my colla on these niggas like this

I can't wait to pop my shit on a bitch

Pop my colla on these niggas like this

I can't wait

Show up, show out

I can't wait

Pop up, pop out

I can't wait to pop my shit

I can't wait to pop my shit