Testo Fuck It Up - YBN Nahmir feat. Tyga & City Girls
Testo della canzone Fuck It Up (YBN Nahmir feat. Tyga & City Girls), tratta dall'album Fuck It Up (feat. City Girls & Tyga)
Hitmaka!
Hol' up
She bad but clumsy
She want the bag and the money
Like nice, no talkin'
Pay the price or she walkin'
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up
Ayy, ayy
I walked in hella fly, helicopter all on me
I told her she could back it up, I keep that chopper on me
I got weed on me, I got purse on me
Baby tell me what you drinkin'? Everything on me
I ain' trippin' off them lil' niggas way accross the room
Boy I been gettin' it crackin', nigga don't you see the wounds?
I got about twenty five goons with me
So tell me how the fuck a nigga gon' hit me? Ha (Right, ha)
She bad but clumsy
She want the bag (Bag), and the money (Money)
Like nice (Like nice), no talkin' (Nah, ayy)
Pay the price (Right), when she walk in (Walk in)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up
I need a nigga with the M, huh
To match my drip, huh
I just got a Bentley and a Benz, huh
I make a rich nigga taste it (Taste it)
Make a bag but not Gucci 'cause they racist
I fuck with face down, ass up
Baby 'till my cash up
Still make your nigga's dick stand up
Put it in my guts, better fuck it up (Fuck it up)
They not catchin' that, let me step it up
Bitch I'm raw, not basic
Ass fat but it get fatter when I'm naked
I want a boss who's low key he not too loud
When he wanna link, he send a ticket then a flew that (Period)
She bad but clumsy
She want the bag (Bag), and the money (Money)
Like nice (Like nice), no talkin' (Nah, ayy)
Pay the price (Right), when she walk in (Walk in)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up
She gon' make ten grand, how she pop it on me
I ain't James Harden but I keep the rocket on me (Bah)
I be ballin' like chef, niggas not in my league (No)
How you get so bad? 'Cause your momma a freak
Wanna be like daddy, she remind me of me
When I lick it, so sweet, whip cream on your feet
Drinkin' sex on the beach, got you wet on the skeet
And your bitch send me nudes, I can't wait 'till we meet
I'm a nasty ass nigga, gorilla
Two bitches twist on my dick like a Twizzler
A nigga like me stay hot through the Winter
I told her we could link, hit me up after dinner
She bad but clumsy
She want the bag (Bag), and the money (Money)
Like nice (Like nice), no talkin' (Nah, ayy)
Pay the price (Right), when she walk in (Walk in)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Ayy, she gon' fuck it up, she gon' fuck it up
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Stevenson, Christian Ward, Byron O. Thomas, Terius Gray, Austin Owens, James Iii Foye, Caresha Brownlee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Disclaimer:
i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch.
Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni è possibile contattare
direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia
un artista o
un publisher.