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Rubi Rose – Pogo Lyrics

Pogo By Rubi Rose

Big slide, ayy, yeah
Big Rubi, you already know what the fuck goin’ on, stop playin’ with me

Don’t be comin’ at me crooked with that street talk
Run up in your crib, put on that mask, let that piece talk
Ayy, bitches really choosin’ like a seesaw
Fucked on your homie now he wanna see can we talk?
Ho nigga, don’t you speak on my name
Real bitch, I was made for this game (I was made for this game)
Caught a body, don’t you aim for my chain
Or the rocks that I keep in my ring (Or the rocks that I keep in my ring)
Never hang around a so-so nigga
Rubi bouncin’ like a pogo, nigga
I’m not your ho, though, nigga
When you see me, I be solo, nigga
All that cuffing is a no-no, nigga
You was promo, nigga

I be bouncing on that dick and that shit long
Fuck and I came to the same song
Ayy, Rubi gon’ flop, man, was they wrong
Bad bitch but my bread and my game strong
I be bouncing on that dick and that shit long
Fuck and I came to the same song
Ayy, Rubi gon’ flop, man, was they wrong
Bad bitch but my bread and my game strong

You ain’t fuckin’, we don’ trip, but I can trick it off
Whipped cream conversations, let me lick it off
You say that Birkin bag expensive, huh?
You hate niggas in they feelings, huh?
When you talkin’, yeah, they listen, huh?
You ain’t got no bitches, huh?
You be thirsty in them mentions, huh?
You be beggin’ for attention, huh?
I spent a grip on my clothes (Racks)
I need a bitch that look like Rubi Rose
I throw them racks on my wrist and my toes (Ooh)
I really does it, they see and say goals
I ain’t got time for a rat ho (Rat)
That pussy trash, you ain’t gotta call me back, ho (Hello)
I get it poppin’, I get rackies, I ain’t worried ’bout no thot (Thot)
Shawty just a freak (Freak), shawty just a bop (Bop)
Diamonds like the ocean, I got water on these rocks (Rocks)
That nigga the opp, cuffin’ pussy like a cop, what’s happenin’?

Ayy, gettin’ all this money, I don’t be shit talkin’
Fucked on his face, then I told blood to kick rocks
Ayy, raised in the A on the big blocks
Iced out my wrist and that shit doesn’t tick-tock (Sheesh)
Ayy, watch me pull up in that Benz
Give a fuck ’bout that shit that you in (In)
I’m a queen, I don’t need to pretend
Ask your nigga, he in my DMs (He in my DMs)
Rubi Rose gettin’ dough, ain’t no joke
I got bitches who dance on the pole (They do)
And he like when I’m touchin’ the floor
Lookin’ back while I drop it real slow

I be bouncing on that dick and that shit long
Fuck and I came to the same song
Ayy, Rubi gon’ flop, man, was they wrong
Bad bitch but my bread and my game strong
I be bouncing on that dick and that shit long
Fuck and I came to the same song
Ayy, Rubi gon’ flop, man, was they wrong
Bad bitch but my bread and my game strong