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up - b.o.g rell lyrics

i came from da bottom, but i ran it up, and my only mission is to stay up
made dis whole tape in a week so i couldn’t get no mfn sleep had to stay up
i tried to be faithful, but can’t had to face it, a young n-gg- just a lil playa
b-tch if u owe me den pay up
choppa uh f-ck yo whole day up
had a antenna and converter box
cause my mama couldn’t afford cable
always had a job as a jit, sellin midget or washing cars under da table
bro took a life sentce for dat sh-t i did and for dat im eternally grateful
if i want yo b-tch i can take her
choppa uh f-ck yo whole day up

b-tch calling my phone, say she ain’t get her cycle dis month and dun f-cked my whole day up
dey smile and my face, while they plottin to k!ll me, so i grip my sh-t and stay prayed up
she swear i dun f-cked all deez b-tches im chillin wit, swear a young n-gg- gone play ha
bae can we just f-ck n make up
i dont like my b-tch wit no make up
ain’t gotta shoot ya
cause my n-gg-s shooters
but i wanna shoot ya
but im da ticket
da way out da trenches
so im gone let em shoot ya
been gettin money
every check be a comma
but i still eat dem noodles
deez 501s used to be bugles
now deez b-tches blow me like bugles
a young n-gg- chasing a check
u chasing a b-tch i dun hit
grandpa whipping da white like some grits
in his 50s and still hustlin
imma make sure dat dat n-gg- straight
cause he fed all of my mama kids
only thing on my mind is get paid
n-gg-s change so i dont need no friends
i gotta get it
n-gg- want beef, ain’t no problem, we coming wit it
yo b-tch want da d ain’t no problem, just come and get it
let a n-gg- hit it
kick dat b-tch out wit da quickness
im da sickest yah yah

i keep dat stick call it plank uh
bro nem be rolling stank up
shiiid me, i be pouring dat drank up
yo b-tch got my sh-t on her ringer
my b-tch like to go to dem parties
i say no, she say, im tryna change ha
let her, go call a b-tch up and bang ha
dont know why she play wit a gangsta
my old b-tch say she pregnant
now lil mama ain’t, think dat b-tch aborted my baby
dat or either dat b-tch was lying but its all gravy
cause i ain’t on no child support b-tch im gettin dis paper yay yay
i drop dem jolly ranchers in my sprite cause it make my lean taste different flavors
she can’t take it all, but she f-ck wit dat tip so much dat i call dat b-tch a waitor
she dere when i need ha fulfill allmy needs, must be destiny child cause u cater
i drop it they bite like a gator
so i just switched up my whole flavor
i gotta get it
n-gg- want beef, ain’t no problem, we coming wit it
yo b-tch want da d ain’t no problem, just come and get it
let a n-gg- hit it
kick dat b-tch out wit da quickness
im da sickest yah yah

- b o g rell lyrics

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