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POP DAT THANG (REMIX) – DABABY Ft. Glorilla, Yung Miami, YKNIECE

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The Unstoppable Energy Behind DABABYPOP DAT THANG (REMIX)

The club scene just fractured under the weight of a massive new heavyweight collaboration. Released on May 2026, DaBaby fires up the night by recruiting GloRilla, Yung Miami, and the electrifying newcomer YKNIECE for the explosive “POP DAT THANG (REMIX)” which instantly set social platforms on fire before the official music video even arrived on May 8.

Masterminded by producer Sean Da Firzt, this revamped banger accelerates the momentum of the original track that previously locked down the #29 spot on the Billboard Hot 100.

Why is Gen Z losing its mind over this release? The answer lies in the relentless, window-rattling tempo designed specifically to rule dance floors and soundtrack viral TikTok transformations.

Lyrically, the track moves like a runaway freight train centered on fierce movement, commanding attention, and absolute self-assurance.

DaBaby delivers fast-paced bars about staying focused and ignoring the noise, while the powerhouse trio of GloRilla, Yung Miami, and YKNIECE injects a lethal dose of raw, unfiltered confidence into the mix.

This massive hip-hop event signals a huge comeback moment for DaBaby while simultaneously proving that the most dominant voices in modern rap are female.

If your weekend playlist requires an urgent shot of adrenaline, this chaotic, bass-heavy masterpiece “POP DAT THANG (REMIX)” is exactly what you need to blast while turning up with your friends.

Quotable Lyrics:

Let me pop my sh*t, this a** too fat
He gettin’ hard when I sit on his lap
B*tch talk sh*t, I’ma swing on that ho
My DMs gettin’ out of control

Scream my name ’til your throat get sore
When I pop out, this sh*t on the floor
Show my a** like I’m gettin’ a tan
Pu**y get wet when I see my man

Me and my b*tches can’t wait for this summer
Tight-ass dresses, nothin’ else under

You get my number, I’ma change my number
If my ni**a home, don’t blow my cover
I don’t get gassed, I gaslight (Stamp that)
Face still beat from last night (Stamp that)

Real bad b*tch, my cash right
Must’ve been a gotd*mn stripper in my past life
Look at my waist, can’t even see it
Look at my belt, don’t еven need it
Unless it’s yo’ a**, then I’m ’bout to bеat it
I look in the mirror, it feel like I’m cheatin’
It’s 3 a.m., my phone on DND
Hoes be sick, need a EMT (Ugh)
My ni**a said next ni**a DM me
He gon’ air this b*tch like a BnB
Pop that thang, let it clap, let it clap (Ugh)
Ride this D while you sit on my lap (Ugh, GloRilla)
Spread them cheeks, let me see that hole (Ugh, spread that sh*t, you know what I’m sayin’? Ugh, you know)
Shake that a** like you outta control
Suck that thang ’til ya throat get sore (Yeah)

Bend it on down, put ya face on the floor (Yeah, f**k me like a slut, you know what I’m sayin’?)
F**k that sh*t till ya legs can’t stand
High freak b*tch with the world in her hand (Let’s go)

Pop that thang, let it clap, let it clap
Ride this D while you sit on my lap (Uh-uh-uh; Let’s go)

Spread them cheeks, let me see that hole

Shake that ass like you outta control (Uh-huh)

Suck that thang till ya throat get sore
Bend it on down, put ya face on the floor (Uh, uh, uh)
F**k that sh*t till ya legs can’t stand (Miami)
High freak b*tch with the world in her hand

High freak b*tch, coming straight out the ‘Yami (The Yams)

Shit, I don’t wanna meet yo’ mami (Ugh)
Trick-ass ni**a wanna make me his wife (Hahaha)
Probably why his other h*es can’t stand me (Yeah)
In the car, I’m suckin’ it sloppy (D*mn)

I know why you runnin’, this pu**y a faucet (Ooh)
Take a trip, hurt his pockets in the worst way (Ayy)
New titties, new a**, you the birthday
I’ma back this a** up like Juvie (Ooh)
Shakin’ a** on the couch in Booby (Ooh)
Make him beg like, “Caresha, please” (Please)
Do it for the bad h*es in the Z’s
Ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride)
Bounce that sh*t to the beat
Girl, if you a h*e, then show that pu**y, you ain’t gotta be discreet (Thangya)
Pop that thang, let it clap, let it clap (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Ride this D while you sit on my lap (Uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh)
Spread them cheeks, let me see that hole
Shake that a** like you outta control (Ooh)
Suck that thang till ya throat get sore (Ooh)
Bend it on down, put ya face on the floor (Uh, uh, uh, ooh)
F**k that sh*t till ya legs can’t stand (Ooh)
High freak b*tch with the world in her hand

Shake that wham, show your mama made a ho
All the bad b*tches, bring your a** to the floor (Mhm)
Couple shots in, we ain’t going back home
1942, she gon’— (Pop that thang)

Ride that sh*t, speed it up, go slow
I’m thick, no secret, sh*t, everybody know
Face too pretty and this pu**y too good
Said it’s somethin’ ’bout me that he can’t let go
I put the wham in his hands (In his hands, ah)
He put the bands in my hands (Let’s go)
Left cheek, right cheek, gotd*mn
I’m really that b*tch and I know who I am
I put the wham in his hands (In his hands, ah)
He put the bands in my hands (Let’s go)
Left cheek, right cheek, gotd*mn
I’m really that b*tch and I know who I am
Pop that thang, let it clap, let it clap (Mhm)
Ride this D while you sit on my lap (Let’s go, yeah)
Spread them cheeks, let me see that hole (Spread that sh*t, you know what I’m sayin’? You know)
Shake that a** like you outta control
Suck that thang till ya throat get sore (Yeah)

Bend it on down, put ya face on the floor (Yeah, f**k me like a slut, you know what I’m sayin’?)
F**k that sh*t till ya legs can’t stand
High freak b*tch with the world in her hand (Let’s go)

Pop that thang, let it clap, let it clap

Ride this D while you sit on my lap (Uh-uh-uh; Let’s go)
Spread them cheeks, let me see that hole
Shake that a** like you outta control (Uh-huh)

Suck that thang till ya throat get sore

Bend it on down, put ya face on the floor (Uh, uh, uh)

F**k that sh*t till ya legs can’t stand
High freak b*tch with the world in her hand

Remix, yeah, remix, ni**a

I’ma show you ni**as how to make a remix (Yeah)
Came up outta nowhere, they ain’t see it
All that other sh*t droppin’, you can keep it

You know Baby make the bad b*tches pop that, pop that
Throw that a** around like it’s the Freaknik (Okay)
Push me to the wall, get to pullin’ down my drawls
Hands up in the air, I’m playing defense (Yeah)
A couple years straight, ni**as thought that was it
Ain’t no f**king way, know I brought back a hit
I had took her with me, we both spent a lil’ time
She got hers, I got mine, then I brought back his b*tch
Ya f**k-ni**a lame, he had brought back a chain and some money, a purse
I just brought back some d*ck
Cut a h*e off, I wasn’t feelin’ that sh*t (Yup)
Taking back over like gimme this sh*t (Let’s do it)
Yeah, she got the— (World in her hands), uh-huh
She make it bounce on the D (Let’s do it)
I got a Glock in my pants (What I do? What I do?)
I pull it out, let it hit, she gon’
Suck that thang till ya throat get sore
And f**k me so good I don’t want no more
Baby got a gun for every day of the month
B*tch-a** ni**a, you don’t want no war, I’ma
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