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UP IT
by Sunny Da Man
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Up it up it
Up it up it
Pockets stuffing
Bank account on Buffett
Don't do no fussing wanna take it there the fuck it nigga
Up it up it
Up it up it
Always knew God had a plan just had to trust it
Don't give a damn bout what they saying I'm bouta up it
I will never let a hoe nigga play my mother fuckin face
Treat a pussy like a puzzle piece put it in it's place
It's the young oceanographer I'll teach you bout the wave
I can't trust these niggas I don't hang with busters I ain't Dave
Is that really him the man? It gotta be
Hop on the beat and snap like photography
Made from the mud my nigga like pottery
Yeah I'm the one I'm going monogamy
But I got three bad bitches beside of me
Give her the wood its good like mahogany
A whole lot of revenue all on my schedule
I've been through hell yeah I'm from the Shell
And that's with a capitol S like a Skecher shoe
Like the dry cleaners we ain't got no problem with pressin' you
I'm get paper don't care bout impressing you
The pressure gone bring out the best of you yeah yeah
Shit get ugly load the tooly up and tuck it
Lately things been working out my bank account is getting buffer
On a upper when I fuck her that lil pussy finna suffer
Ima call it if you bluffin' want a problem we can
Up it up it
Up it up it
Pockets stuffing
Bank account on Buffett
Don't do no fussing wanna take it there the fuck it nigga
Up it up it
Up it up it
Always knew God had a plan just had to trust it
Don't give a damn bout what they saying I'm bouta up it
Up it up it
Up it up it
Pockets stuffing
Bank account on Buffett
Don't do no fussing wanna take it there the fuck it nigga
Up it up it
Up it up it
Always knew God had a plan just had to trust it
Don't give a damn bout what they saying I'm bouta up it
I will never let a hoe nigga play my mother fuckin face
Treat a pussy like a puzzle piece put it in it's place
It's the young oceanographer I'll teach you bout the wave
I can't trust these niggas I don't hang with busters I ain't Dave
Is that really him the man? It gotta be
Hop on the beat and snap like photography
Made from the mud my nigga like pottery
Yeah I'm the one I'm going monogamy
But I got three bad bitches beside of me
Give her the wood its good like mahogany
A whole lot of revenue all on my schedule
I've been through hell yeah I'm from the Shell
And that's with a capitol S like a Skecher shoe
Like the dry cleaners we ain't got no problem with pressin' you
I'm get paper don't care bout impressing you
The pressure gone bring out the best of you yeah yeah
Shit get ugly load the tooly up and tuck it
Lately things been working out my bank account is getting buffer
On a upper when I fuck her that lil pussy finna suffer
Ima call it if you bluffin' want a problem we can
Up it up it
Up it up it
Pockets stuffing
Bank account on Buffett
Don't do no fussing wanna take it there the fuck it nigga
Up it up it
Up it up it
Always knew God had a plan just had to trust it
Don't give a damn bout what they saying I'm bouta up it
