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Lil Wayne

Genres: Hip-Hop

Pour Up Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Chinese AK just do what I say and nobody die 

I open the soda, I get the codeine and I pour up a lot 

I pour up a lot, I pour up a lot 

Me and my niggas, we go up a lot 

We so up, you not 

D'usse, D'usse, when I get home I'mma throw up these shots 

When I got home I was so drunk I knocked 

So drunk I knocked and the door was unlocked 

Went in the kitchen and grabbed me a pop 

Got my codeine and I poured up a lot 

I pour up a lot 

 

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I pour up a lot 

I got more than a doc, my soda gonna pop 

Strong as boulders and rocks 

My shoulders gon' drop, you know I know I'm so high 

I could have swore I saw Pac 

Could have swore I saw Spock 

My motor don't stop 

I stay on my feet, no hole in my socks 

You know I'm on deck, when there's snow, I'm on top 

I'm stored up on stock 

I'm way up, but I'm sure you're not shocked 

Cause you know how I rock 

And you know that it's cocked 

The .44 with the dot 

I'm a pro with the Glock, don't you go to the cops 

Or your throat gon' get chopped 

Then your folks gon' get got then your ho gon' get shot 

Kiss that ho if she hot 

Hitting notes on my cock like Do Re Mi Fa 

And all you lookin' ass niggas look at me now 

I'm sure you gon' watch, you boring, I'm not 

I'm scoring a lot, ignoring the thots 

I'm pouring a lot, taste like euphoria, uh 

Russian AK, do what I say and nobody die 

I open the soda, I get the codeine and I pour up a lot 

I pour up a lot 

I sew up the block, make you go off the block 

I'm getting twisted with 2 bad bitches in my bedroom 

Leave them hoes in a knot 

Stomach in knots, thought I need some drank 

I'm stuck in my bed and the dopeman said all he got is red 

If I don't do red, Lord, I don't do red 

I don't do yellow, no, I don't do that 

I don't do Qualitest, I don't do Watson 

I need that Act 

I don't do yellow cause it make me scratch 

As soon as I seen niggas sippin' green 

I was like, "where they do that" 

 

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Bring that shit back, let me bring this shit back 

 

Chinese AK do what I say and nobody die 

My soda so dirty, I can't even lie 

When I need peace of mind I just pour up a lot 

I pour up a lot 

Me and my niggas, we grow up a lot 

We so up, you not 

D'usse, D'usse, when I get home, I'ma throw up these shots 

When I got home I was so drunk I knocked 

So drunk I knocked and the door was unlocked 

 

Went to the kitchen and grabbed me a pop 

Didn't even measure, just poured up a lot 

I pour up a lot 

 

I run in your building and hold up the spot 

Give me what you got, the keys and the gwuap 

Make everyone get on their knees and then count 

My bitch talking 'bout kicking me out 

Cause every time she want the soda we out 

Bitch, I don't want no lip, I just want some mouth 

I just want a sip, I don't wanna drown 

I just want the lean, I don't wanna bounce 

I just wanna chill, I don't want a crowd 

I just want my check, I don't want a trial 

I just want some neck, I don't want no vowels 

She just wanna love, I just want lounge 

I just smoke loud, she just drink brown 

I just drink purple, she just smoke hookah 

Quit cigarettes, concerned 'bout her future 

I pour up a lot, past, present, future 

Syrup and sprite, turn that shit fuschia 

Hawaiian Punch, Alo-hallelujah 

We got that white girl workin' like Hooters 

My shooters don't listen 

I tell 'em you cool, but still they don't listen 

I cut on the news, and they say you missin' 

And I can't stop grinnin' like, "nigga, we did it" 

And they show police fishin' 

And searching under bridges when they say no witness 

I start hopping around like Jiminy Cricket 

And I can't stop sippin' 

And she can't stop stripping 

Cause she got an infant and her man in prison 

Lord, she can't stop ventin' 

And I can't stop drifting, she worry a lot 

And I pour me a lot 

I pour up a lot, I pour up a lot 

 

Don't know how to stop, I don't know how to stop so 

I pour up a lot, pour up a lot 

I pour up so much I don't know it's a lot 

I pour more than a lot, I go over the top 

 

(Oohh boy) 

Yeah, again and again, etcetera 

I pour, I pour up in 

Drink, soda, Sprite, Seven-Up 

Fuck it, here we go again 

Medicine, medicine, yeah 

I need that, I need ice girl 

I don't need no discount, I leave you a tip 

They said that Actavis dead, that's bullshit 

Well if so then I must be the exorcist 

I don't know what you heard but you heard wrong 

I got a swamp up in my Styrofoam 

It can be room temperature or lukewarm 

All I need is ice to make the perfect storm 

I pour up a lot 

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