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Lời bài hát: Get Ya Weight Up

Nhạc sĩ: Earl Stevens

Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650

Attention, all light as a feather
Gravity-defying ass niggas
You need to get your weight up, player
It's ridiculous at this point
I mean, I can hear your light-ass chain rattling
When you come in the club, nigga
Sound like Santa Claus
Just ching-a-ling-a-ling
Ching-a-ling-a-ling
Riding around town in that light-ass vehicle
Every time your cell phone ring, your CD player stop
It's a damn shame, nigga
Your car ain't big enough
Your bank ain't big enough
Your gun ain't big enough
And your dank ain't big enough
Get your hate down
And get your mother*** weight up, nigga
back at em In my pomegranate hemi rt challenger smash
With a bottle of richard hennessey cognac in my *** lap
And an ounce of broccoli in my drawers on my apple phone talking smack
My nigga rickrock did the slap so you know I had to beat it back
JO audio speakers shaking like they on crack My feet the same color as my pants, pirelli
ties Got a pocket full of bank and some blunts and
cigarette lights Pull it on my sleeves and jack in my jeans
and slacks Popping on some greens in my partner's garage
shooting crack Got a 9 and 5 before I 7-11, bet I hit my
point Who side betting my ninja, let me hit that
joint Let me hit that joint
The thirties in the summer, rallies in the winter when it rains
Rubber bands full of huns in the twenties and fifties no loose change
Got gift to the gang, got everybody using E-40 slayng
Regular household name, give me the fatty and the fat
Fatty in the back, fatty nigga, fatty, get your weight up
Fatty close to death, fatty nigga, fatty, get your weight up
Fatty close to death, fatty nigga, fatty, get your weight up
Fatty close to death, fatty nigga, fatty, get your weight up
Uh, couple cars, couple couriers, get your weight up
Few hats, few seals, get your weight up
Flip one in the two, get your weight up
Step now, flossin' my chills, my chills
Uh, couple cars, couple couriers, get your weight up
Few hats, few seals, get your weight up
Flip one in the two, get your weight up
Step now, flossin' my chills, my chills
Pullin' biscuits out of trees, my ninjas ain't nature
See them bushes right there? Yep, that's where we hide our bundle
Ain't nobody pumpin' fear, we do this for bread and meat
My niggas thirsty out here, beefin' with niggas across the street
Four funerals this week, playa ain't had no sleep
We was all supposed to meet, but niggas nowadays, they cheat
Gotta stay with your heat, gotta stay with your squeeze
My name ain't Tyler Perry, but I pack pistols like Madea
That nigga there got bread, but he ain't got no cheese on the pizza
They on that boy's head, like some stripes on a zebra
We so mania out here in the paint, don't think that it's cute
For you live in the birds, pimp, how you stay in the loop?
I done seen it and lived it and done it, niggas don't want it
I keep it 100, not only that, but I'm from here
I'm from it, some of you suckers can't tell a prune from a plum
A crawfish from a pond, a lake from a ***in' pond
When we supposed to do my nigga, what we supposed to do my nigga
When we supposed to do my nigga, what we supposed to do
Cup of calls, cup of quarry up, you have to see
Flip one and a two, you can't step now, know somebody stole my juice
Cup of calls, cup of quarry up, you have to see
Flip one and a two
Flip one and a two, you can't step now, know somebody stole my juice
So they don't yowl her up in the pot, let it simmer and bathe
Put a little bit of water in Arm & Hammer to let it foam like aftershave
I like to serve my work wet so it weigh a hell of a lot more
You can smell the residue and the fumes from next door
When it comes to cooking, I'm a pro, a chemist from head to toe
Everybody know where I'm from, for life
I don't tell my broad too much, cause you know these broads can get messy
They turn when they mad and call the law whenever they ready
Gotta be sharp like a machete, solid not bitch made
Saucy like spaghetti, one day I'ma get saved
Right now I'm having fatty, tryna maintain my title
On my knees praying every night, reading my Bible
Looking out for rivals, sleeping next to my rifle
Olive oil on my forehead for my survival
Drinking my worries away and it's human zeal
Tryna bust up out this cage, my ninja, that's what it did
Get your weight up
Get your weight up
Get your weight up
Get your weight up
Get your weight up
Get your weight up
Get your weight up
Get your weight up
Get your weight up
Get off your ass and stop playing
Get your weight up
Try to stack a hundred grand
Get your weight up
Throw your turf in the sky
Get your weight up
Hustle now, play a rest when you die
Couple cars, couple crib
Get your weight up
You have to see it
Get your weight up
Flip one, nigga, two
Get your weight up
Headstab now, I'm flocking my jewels
Yeah, man, get your mother*** weight up, Junior
Get your weight up, nigga
Get off your mother*** ass, nigga, and start having your apron, nigga
Get your mother*** ass up and stop blaming it on the mother*** man
Yeah, nigga
Nigga's always trying to blame something on something, nigga
Nigga always trying to blame *** on the white man
Nigga always trying to blame something on this bitch
All the time
When I'm talking about a nigga
Get your mother*** weight up, nigga
Get your apron, nigga
Stop blaming it on 40, nigga
Get your chalupas, nigga
Get your Yeti, nigga
Get your mother*** allowance, bitch
As a grown man
What the *** wrong with you niggas?
Huh?
Huh?

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