Pop! Pop! ft. Habib Lyrics

Marisha Ray

Marisha Ray

Marisha Ray

Yo from outer space she come to fuck up your face

Fists BLAP BLAP like a plus-one mace

Ray's droppin outta the sky like a comet, Haley

Five rounds gettin' plucked like a ukulele

She got lock-on target shootin' one on one

Too close for missiles now we switchin' to guns

Yo let me pinch on dem cheeks I think they need some color

You started out Sharpe but you're gonna get much duller

Send in the victim: Yodelay-hee-hoo

Your shit's more cheesy than a plate of fondue

Her fist got questions - your face got answers

This fight's gonna be shorter than your TikTok dances

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Constitution, dexterity

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You a joke, hilarity

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Remember this for posterity

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Ya got yer ass kicked for charity

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You and her got disparity

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You bleedin out capillarity

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Muscles flexed with barbarity

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She kickin' yo ass for charity

"I have to say, for someone so small, you've got some serious balls."

"Thanks. That's not the first time I've heard that."

She's a queen on the hunt (hunt) you feelin' the threat (threat)

She gonna chew you up and roar like a Lionett

If you're breathing after this then you must be lucky

Betcha didn't think death could come from Kentucky

You wanna run away? Boo hoo wanna quit?

Nope - stunning strike - that's some dope monk shit

Uppercut, Pow - your vision is blurred

I hate to say it - you're gettin beat by a nerd

Pop pop

Constitution, dexterity

Pop pop

You a joke, hilarity

Pop pop

Remember this for posterity

Pop pop

Ya got yer ass kicked for charity

Pop pop

You and her got disparity

Pop pop

You bleedin out capillarity

Pop pop

Muscles flexed with barbarity

Pop pop

She kickin' yo ass for charity