Lyrics “Pom Poms” – Matt Ox feat. Lil Tracy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah
Tracy, Matt, yeah
BigHead on the beat
Tracy, Matt, yeah, yeah
Got your bi*ch takin’ her dress off like she left prom
She give me neck long time, she like a llama
You know I work, work, work, work like Rihanna
She screamin’ like a cheerleader, give her a pom pom
I do magic, you lil’ bi*ch, I be like wala
Point blank, period, I love them commas
We not worried ’bout no scumbag bombaclaats
We not worried ’bout no scumbag bombaclaats
In the stu’ with Lil Tracy
And your shorty wanna date me
I’ve been flexin’ on ’em lately
Got the money, these haters funny, these haters dummies
I got so much paper that they’re callin’ me a mummy
Run up with the Goth Bois
Run up in your spot, boy
At your face, these red dots, boy
They be lookin’ like some pimples
And the diamonds on the wrist make the wrist blue
Got your bi*ch takin’ her dress off like she left prom
She give me neck long time, she like a llama
You know I work, work, work, work like Rihanna
She screamin’ like a cheerleader, give her a pom pom
I do magic, you lil’ bi*ch, I be like wala
Point blank, period, I love them commas
We not worried ’bout no scumbag bombaclaats
We not worried ’bout no scumbag bombaclaats
