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I'm Up


Artist: Young Thug
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 6
Year: 2016

F Cancer (boosie) Lyrics - I'm Up - Young Thug

Aye, fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie (real spit) 

I fuck yo main bitch, I gave her cooties (slime season) 

Let's get it, hey! 

 

Get it, all my niggas, yeah they with it 

Cause these pussy niggas hatin', they tryna knock me off my pivot 

I'm a boss, I call the shots, I leave these pussy nigga missing 

And I'm whipping like I'm gifted, you can catch me in the kitchen, hey (woo, woo, woo) 

 

I don't want no brown, I want a syrup bottle (syrup bottle) 

I put it down and then she started stalking (started looking for me) 

Popped all the perky, yeah a half-time (half-time) 

Lil mama pussy soaking, yeah it's bath time (bath time) 

 

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I put a nine inside a two-liter (two- liter) 

I'mma send her right back, because I know you need her (I know you need her) 

Start about fake shit, I shall call my people (uh, what?) 

Shout out to Rasta niggas, all my people (zoes, ha) 

Put down my strap and use these hands, they evil 

Try to be loyal to these foreigners, but I am a cheater (damn) 

Got a lot of followers, a perfect leader 

I like it icy, cause I'm not a cheap one (yeah) 

Babe make your booty roll (roll) 

I got a lot of hundreds, I want to see that tootsie roll 

I got a lot of partners, falcons like I'm Julio (brrr) 

We done got drunk inside this bitch, I'm Don Julio 

We tryna get wet from these bitches, so what you cruising for? (skrrt) 

My family depend on me, that's who I do it for (real squad) 

Of course I do it for my bitch, and for my crew fo sho (real boss) 

I do it for my jeweler, my ice off a fuckin' boat (real shit) 

You know the routine, lil bitch I'm private 

Lil bitch I'm hot, like I'm a Taki 

I knock it out for say, just like I'm Rocky (boom, boom) 

I got a bunch of wings surrounding my body (brrrrr) 

 

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Get it, all my niggas, yeah they with it 

Cause these pussy niggas hatin', they tryna knock me off my pivot 

I'm a boss, I call the shots, I leave these pussy nigga missing 

And I'm whipping like I'm gifted, you can catch me in the kitchen, hey (woo, woo, woo) 

 

I don't want no brown, I want a syrup bottle (syrup bottle) 

I put it down and then she started stalking (started looking for me) 

Popped all the perky, yeah a half-time (half-time) 

Lil mama pussy soaking, yeah it's bath time (bath time) 

 

Okay it's bath time, just like a birdie (go Thugga) 

I cop a foreign, I pull off skrrrty (skrrt) 

Bitch is you worth it? You make me nervous (nervous) 

You rock them chrome highs, you looking nerdy (oh my god) 

This ain't no fish grease, but this that fish-scale 

I let lil mama be, I keep her good and well (I promise) 

Bitch I'm a O.G., I don't play that telly tell 

By the time you dress me out, I'ma be in that Maybach 

I'm smoke that cookie dough, I drank that Actavis 

My life a video, I'ma let you caption this 

Energizer Bunny, (what?), you see these karats hoe (I see em') 

I'm Rey Mysterio, my life on HBO 

They didn't want me for nothing (they didn't want it) 

Now they want to suck some, and fuck some (hey) 

YSL ain't gon cuff em, we fuck some then we go on to another one (woo, woo, woo) 

Yeah we going to another one, son (son, son) 

I got my gun, you better run, run, run (run, run) 

You know I got bread, like a croissant, son (croissant) 

I get em stuck up for a honey bun (yeah) 

Yeaaaaaah 

 

(Quavo!) 

I put ice in all my watches, came in it, Versace (ice) 

Perky, gas, molly, trappin', we got plenty options (trap) 

Her pussy water like it bath time, she wishy-washy (splash) 

And she gon suck and fuck me even when the feds watching (oh) 

I don't fuck with broke niggas, nah, we can't relate (no, no) 

I put water on that white bitch, I call her Ricki Lake (Ricki) 

Lil mama, she lost in the sauce, she need to get hit with the pause (lost in the sauce) 

After I fuck her, she run through the doors, and then I'm rejecting her calls (brr, brr) 

I throw a pack over the gate, to my niggas 'hind the wall (here) 

RIP Pistol, RIP Mike, I pour out the lean for y'all (RIP) 

Remember the days, I trapped out the bando, I had a thousand dollars (never got m's) 

You the same nigga that said I wouldn't make it, I put in a thousand hours (I got a thousand pounds) 

Aye 

 

Get it, all my niggas, yeah they with it 

Cause these pussy niggas hatin', they tryna knock me off my pivot 

I'm a boss, I call the shots, I leave these pussy nigga missing 

And I'm whipping like I'm gifted, you can catch me in the kitchen, hey (woo, woo, woo) 

 

I don't want no brown, I want a syrup bottle (syrup bottle) 

I put it down and then she started stalking (started looking for me) 

Popped all the perky, yeah a half-time (half-time) 

Lil mama pussy soaking, yeah it's bath time (bath time) 

 

Split this purp with me lil bitch, you know it half-time 

She wetter than the ocean, yeah it's bath time 

Lil bitch go bring me back some dollars signs, 

and I'ma let you ride it like a Pathfinder (yup) 

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