Pop My Shit Lyrics – Snoop Dogg | 10 Til’ Midnight

Read the full Pop My Shit lyrics by Snoop Dogg from the album 10 Til’ Midnight along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
T-t-t-that’s Fyre
Yeah, man, time don’t wait on nobody
Timing is everything
S*it, I can’t wait

[Chorus: Trinidad James]
I can’t wait to pop my s*it on a b!tch
Pop my collar on these n!ggas like this
I can’t wait to pop my s*it on a b!tch
Pop my collar on these n!ggas 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 s*it
I can’t wait to pop my s*it

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Sitting back watching these sucker MCs
Scrolling through YouTube, smoking my trees
Slice your wrist, twice the risk
Nice with this, precise with this
Time is money (Money), uh
Captivated, immaculated, infatuated
When I step in, b!tch n!ggas evacuated
Calculated my play, it adds up
My homies in the building, tell them n!ggas bag up
Pull up in yo’ city to run the bag up
Bust a couple corners, then throw my flag up (Up)
Took a couple pictures with b!tchеs to tag us (Shh)
Tell your n!gga we good unless hе want some bad luck (Chyeah)
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 stepping and boot kicking
Death Row red carpet, wrapped in a blue ribbon
Sophisticated, twisted, made it, this is the greatest
Kiss the latest, ride off like an Alpha Mega

[Pre-Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
Small fries, the Big Mac is back
With a quarter pound of cheese
N!gga, n!gga, please

[Chorus: Trinidad James]
I can’t wait to pop my s*it on a b!tch
Pop my collar on these n!ggas like this
I can’t wait to pop my s*it on a b!tch
Pop my collar on these n!ggas 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 s*it
I can’t wait to pop my s*it

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Every n!gga feel the same way I do, word to Bayou
Better call Tyrone, n!gga, Erykah 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, yeah
I let that s*it go ’cause it’s time to move on

[Pre-Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
Small fries, the Big Mac is back
With a quarter pound of cheese
N!gga, n!gga, please

[Chorus: Trinidad James]
I can’t wait to pop my s*it on a b!tch
Pop my collar on these n!ggas like this
I can’t wait to pop my s*it on a b!tch
Pop my collar on these n!ggas 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 s*it
I can’t wait to pop my s*it