(The Breed made it!)
(Rock Boy Beats!)

She gon pop like a soda
Bottle shape, Coca-Cola
Tryina fuck because we next up
Hey
I’m off the gas
I’m off that Yoda

She gon pop like a soda
Bottle shaped Coca-Cola
Tryina fuck because we next up
Hey
I’m off the gas
I’m off that Yoda

Verse:
What’s that shit that you was textin’
(What’s that shit)
Talkin’ all that you gon
Pop it on a handstand
Mmm
Oh you a freak freak
Honestly I think you flexin’
But if that’s so
Then I should be the one you sexin’
Oh… Girl
If you wit it then come down
Oh you wanna have fun now
N you pullin’ up wit yo buns out
N I’ll eat it up
Till the suns out
(Sun)
She suckin’ me up to the sun
(Ooh!)
She makin’ it pop like a gun
She ride it fast
She on the way
She said she bout to cum
(Cum…)


She gon pop like a soda
Bottle shape, Coca-Cola
Tryina fuck because we next up
Hey
I’m off the gas
I’m off that Yoda

Gah damn
She gon pop like a soda
Gah damn
Bottle shape, Coca-Cola
Hmm, gah damn
Tryina fuck because we next up
Hey (Yeah!)
(Asian!)
I’m off the gas
I’m off that Yoda

She make it drop, drop, pop
Roll the gas
Then I rock
Shorty bad
Call the cops
In too deep
I can’t stop
Got me goin’ goin’ goin’
Pop that pussy like the soda
Speakin’ tongues
Like you Yoda
Bend you over like a folder

Back shots til it’s over
She been waiting so long
All that ass in that thong
Break you off blow the strong
We lock eyes while you move
I’m on your body, every move
I know your body
Every groove
I need ya body that’s my mood!


She gon pop like a soda
Bottle shape, Coca-Cola
Tryina fuck because we next up
Hey
I’m off the gas
I’m off that Yoda
She gon pop like a soda
Bottle shape, Coca-Cola
Tryina fuck because we next up
Hey
I’m off the gas
I’m off that Yoda