Poppin' My

[Intro]
[Sub-bass swell]
(Bored whisper)
Poppin’ it… poppin’ it…
I’m literally like, so hot. 
Call the fire department or whatever.
Anyway.

[Build-Up]
[Heavy kick drum enters]
(Spoken)
I’m poppin’ my thang. 
Does this look cool? 
What if I drop lower? 
Keep watching, baby.
(Fast snare roll)
Poppin’ my… poppin’ my… 
[Stop]
(Shouted)
EWW! TRY TO KEEP UP!

[THE DROP]
[Aggressive distorted synth, glass shatter SFX, heavy industrial stabs]
(Vocal chop)
POP-POP-POPPIN’ MY THANG!
POP-POP-POPPIN’ MY THANG!

[Verse]
[Minimal percussion, cold bassline]
(Condescending tone)
Left. Right. Wow. 
I’m really going for it.
Sweat on the floor. 
Someone’s gonna slip. 
Watch out.

[Build-Up 2]
[Bass stuttering, rising pitch]
(Mocking)
Don’t stop. Please.
I’m begging you. 
CUE THE LIGHTS!

[THE DROP 2]
[Maximum distortion, syncopated industrial honks, chaotic energy]
(Vocal chop)
POP-POP-POPPIN’ MY THANG!

[Outro]
[Beat cuts to cheap drum machine]
(Exhausted yawn)
Is it over yet?
I’m tired of poppin’ it. 
Take me home now. 
[Power-down SFX]

Minimalist Techno, Industrial 808s, Sarcastic Female Spoken Word, Bored Monotone Delivery, edm, house, electro, ambient