Ayesha Erotica
Popin’
[Verse 1: Nate Alexander]
Making the champagne pop, pop
Making everything just drop, drop
You got me on the top of your list
Baby, make me the one that you kiss, kiss, kiss

[Chorus]
You got me-me-me-me-me poppin' on a Sunday night
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', everything's alright
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', dancing all night
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', poppin'

[Post-Chorus]
Dancing all night
Everything's alright

[Verse 2: Nate Alexander]
Meeting me at the front door
Are you begging me for some more?
Pulling up in the Cadillac
Feeling my merlin sweat, sweat
Jumping around and slashing my drink
Feeling like everything I see is pink, pink, pink

[Chorus]
You got me-me-me-me-me poppin' on a Sunday night
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', everything's alright
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', dancing all night
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', poppin'
[Post-Chorus]
Dancing all night
Everything's alright

[Verse 3: Ayesha Erotica]
Big bitch got a belly full of Red Bull
Fuck-fuck-fuck films, I don't wanna watch Deadpool
Still bang big cocks a lot
Still slang this sweaty box a lot
But now I'm in the bible, Bethlehem's idol
Coked up slut, yeah, the drugs a vital
I need 10K for you to fuck my slit
You wanna fuck for free?
You could suck the shit, bitch

[Chorus]
Poppin' on a Sunday night
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', everything's alright
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', dancing all night
You got me, (Me-me) poppin', poppin'

[Post-Chorus]
Dancing all night
Everything's alright