Lyrics:
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
STIR IT UP
By Jo.jayno (BMI)
Chorus
Let me see you stir it up, stir it up
Stir it up, flip it up, give me love
Let me see you stir it up, stir
And say she took that dick
Give me a project chick
Give me a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
My mama send me by
friend
Now if you ever need me I will be right there
I ain't going nowhere, for real"
I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix, I'm in love
But a little bit of light
Seems to give me that vibrant feel
Got to thank God I'm here
When I nearly drowned in my tears
But a little bit of light
rappers
Its time for me to restore
I done fixed these bitches house up
And have them living swell
But yet and still a nigga like me was eating at Taco
rappers
Its time for me to restore
I done fixed these bitches house up
And have them living swell
But yet and still a nigga like me was eating at Taco
These niggas is fake and phony
I had to switch it up
They told me they Love me
I know that they lying
They really don't give a fuck
If they hit you
plus being surrounded by real niggas was my big thrill
Cause I was walked up by stand-up niggas from 56 Ville
They helped me get my cheese up love my
do I wont be true to my game
Word up
I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix I'm in love with two women
That's word to moms
I
(hey!)
But stop
Give me the boogie love
The boogie love
I'll give it back to you
I'll give it back to you
Give me the boogie love
The boogie
(hey!)
But stop
Give me the boogie love
The boogie love
I'll give it back to you
I'll give it back to you
Give me the boogie love
The boogie
The head game was trash
Had me mad
I put that bxtch out
Meet her at the telly
You won't catch me at no bxtch house
Can't go out like Moe3
Not Me
I'll up this
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
bounce, bounce
Give it to you Luke style, we gon' pull up at Snoop house
Smoke it by the ounce (ounce), a nigga be too high
Now you're starstruck, kinda
作词：Joy 3ti3
作曲：Joy 3ti3/COLDE$T
Beat:Prod. COLDE$T
编曲：COLDE$T
录制：Voyagers Studio
Cover by:SAFE MUSIC 3bg.AIM
MIX By ZJ寒青
V1
I would found my treasure
'cause if you want to wed with your man
You can never give enough
'cause you get excited
And wanna tell everybody
But you've got to make sure
Loves
the tricycle, shots ripple
Like the PSI, Lord, you not official
On the yard, me and Blue DaVinci, shooters with me
Went to the halfway house, I took the Uzi
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
I don't even know why you love me, I ain't the n**** to love
I'm not even gon' hold you don't love me cause I ain't gonna love you back, baby
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
in your house.
I`m coming home, I`m coming home to your house.
By land or sea I`m coming home to your house.
Come fly with me I`m comin` home
straight to the top
Comin' clean and housin' your spot
Hoes, they love me 'cause they say I'm crazy
Since I'm runnin' 'round town, pluckin' them
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