Lyrics:
stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell
shots that they thought
It was two of him
Stick ‘em up, lay it down into your pockets
This is not a search, nigga this a robbery
Take these bags to my
Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Pour it up, pour it up)
Pour out liquor for my dead homies
Everyone else this rounds on me
Cheers, cheers, cheers
(Pour it up)
Cheers, cheer, cheers
can play if you wanna get down
Get your stupid ass left where you can't be found
[Chorus]
We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (ooh!)
Yeah, ha ah, Audemars, Royal Oak baby
Look up in the sky, I'm a star baby
How could you not want to shine crazy
Hold it up, make a toast baby
Cheers
to make them dividends (bullshit)
How could you trust your private eyes, girl?
That's why you don't believe my lies, and quick to say
Shut up, just
to make them dividends (bullshit)
How could you trust your private eyes, girl?
That's why you don't believe my lies, and quick to say
Shut up, just
to make them dividends (bullshit)
How could you trust your private eyes, girl?
That's why you don't believe my lies, and quick to say
Shut up, just
the NASDAQ
Burn it up, I'm on fire
I hear them boys and their raps
But they liars
Try snitchin', might as well, well why ya
What it is, what it ain't, what you
nothing and don't make it if you no good
I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I
nothing and don't make it if you no good
I tried talk to 'em, but then a nigga had to
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
I ain't even wanna hit 'em up, really I
a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green
wit y'all
Y'all boys betta put 'em up, put 'em up what
Put 'em up, put 'em up, p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
spend all your time trying to get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git
spend all your time trying to get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git
sayin', "Wow, wow, wow" (yeah, yeah)
"Wow, boy, wow"
Yeah, I'm coastin' through the air (woo, woo)
High up, I'm livin', wow, wow, wow (yeah)
Wow, wow,
you've been had
You gave us soca and steelband, even the limbo
For nothing in your hand you let them go
But just cheer up, Trini
You must cheer up, cheer
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
The applause-plause live for the
Live for the way you cheer and SCREAM FOR ME!
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love
Put your hands up, make
coming up, finne pop up on the scene, and
Just got some drank from that boy with that Bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we
coming up, finne pop up on the scene, and
Just got some drank from that boy with that Bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we
And on that note cheers if you high
Cheers to the ones that shoot for the stars
Cheers to the ones who got a hold on your heart
Cheers to the nights that you’re
stuck in indecision
Leave you behind
On your grind to a dust powder
You can't deny this bad bitch power
Imma go fuck it up, fuck it up
Imma go fuck it
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