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red cup (demo) - chicha zm and kevin indie lyrics

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[intro]
got the red cup
g*g*got the red…
got the red

27 hearts beats!

[hook]

got the red cup, this ain’t juice (uh)
got your chick with us, she a mood (yeah)
she gone f*ck it up, ain’t no winter blues» (uh)
i’m just tryin’ a uh… n*gga who are you (mmh)
got the red cup, this ain’t juice (uh)
got your chick with us, she a mood (uh)
she gone f*ck it up, ain’t no winter blues» (uh)
i’m just tryin’ a f*ck… n*gga who are you

[verse 1: chicha zm]

uh
we got whiskey on the table and i’m double cuppin’ it (cupping it)
7 upping it»
if you wanna make some money put your back in it, bubble b*tting it
keep clapping it, keep clapping it (woo, woo, woo)
i’m loving it
twerk like your momma ain’t catholic (yeah yeah)
f*ck that n*gga who you came in with
ever been with someone who could dangle it
could you handle it?
candle*lit entanglements»
relationships is gambled with (gambled with)
you wake up in the morning, like eve when the apple hit
she naked.. oh god! (dang)
pass me the cup when you riding on son(woo)
back up the buns (yeah)
like what you do with your thumb»(yeah, yeah)
ride it like you are the one, ride it like you are the one, yeah!
[hook]

got the red cup, this ain’t juice (uh)
got your chick with us, she a mood (yeah)
she gone f*ck it up, ain’t no winter blues» (uh)
i’m just tryin’ a uh… n*gga who are you (mmh)
got the red cup, this ain’t juice (uh)
got your chick with us, she a mood (uh)
she gone f*ck it up, ain’t no winter blues» (uh)
i’m just tryin’ a f*ck… n*gga who are you

[verse 2: kevin indie]

uh..
yeah, uh..
i ain’t even gotta ask, i do whatever the f*ck (whatever the f*ck)
she gave me head in the truck
get thrown in the trunk
i want my b*b*bucks(b*b*bucks)
i left my kin in the mud»
i’m like a depressed kid with a blade, for the racks * cause n*gga i’m getting my cut
she sent an e*mail, sleazed, saying she needed management then she fell deeply in love
now we just f*ck
i am a problem, a bet with the gods that went wrong now i’m offing these rappers in coffins
i keep to the promise»
the school give me pressure, the b*tches ain’t honest
but i want ruth ronnie…
or a trina south kinda chick; sing it out for the d*ck (n*gga, yeah)
need a house, not for rent
beats? they cower when it’s kev
[hook]

got the red cup, this ain’t juice (uh)
got your chick with us, she a mood (yeah)
she gone f*ck it up, ain’t no winter blues» (uh)
i’m just tryin’ a uh… n*gga who are you (mmh)
got the red cup, this ain’t juice (uh)
got your chick with us, she a mood (uh)
she gone f*ck it up, ain’t no winter blues» (uh)
i’m just tryin’ a f*ck… n*gga who are you

[outro]

got the red…
juice…

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