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​butter up - your stepdad lyrics

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​b*tter up lyrics
[intro]
mm, leave a n*gga—, mm
giving n*gga clues to the blues, get your b*tter up
horsepower in the h*llcat, call it b*ttercup (ayy)

[chorus]
giving n*ggas clues to the blues, get your b*tter up
horsepower in the h*llcat, call it giddy*kitty
i ain’t feel decent in a while, child, what the f*ck is up?
i’ma run the buckets up, n*gga, tuck the duffel up
who that on that corner? b*tch, we on him, pack a double dutch
i be on the stumble from this strong, i don’t knuckle up
n*gga, roll the wood, he ain’t icing, i knew some’ up
burst him, he a bubble, that’s just how we close discussion up

[verse]
if he ain’t talking chicken, then we ain’t walking in that b*tch
of course, i’m kinda christian, but i’m definitely down to spin that b*tch
i play the nice guy so the bops go to mean n*ggas
i got plots for the top, not for gene, n*gga
it ain’t easy to get busting, so i’m trying hard
competition wanna be a gangster, so they grinding hard
to make us think they really ’bout the action, but they dying hard
n*ggas out here really disappearing like some flying cards
who did it? it was just a weak magician, no [?]
don’t talk about my lyrics, b*tch, i’m running out of rhyming bars
i know i got a couple n*ggas like, d*mn, that’s kinda hard
but, a couple n*ggas ain’t enough to get me right behind the stars
d*mn, you n*ggas stupid, i don’t wanna meet the guy in charge
i got a shirt with, “stupid” on it, it’s for you, it’s kinda large
my energy a battery, so i won’t get that kind of charge
but, i’ma keep it civil ’til i trap you like a pile of ‘tards (yeah, look, huh)
shorty told me she like boys with glasses, got me over*geeking
tried to ask my n*ggas for some help, they said, “stop overthinking”
had to get her dreaming in her legs, you might n’even get between them
[chorus]
giving n*ggas clues to the blues, get your b*tter up
horsepower in the h*llcat, call it giddy*kitty
i ain’t feel decent in a while, child, what the f*ck is up?
i’ma run the buckets up, n*gga, tuck the duffel up
who that on that corner? b*tch, we on him, pack a double dutch
i be on the stumble from this strong, i don’t knuckle up
burst him, he a bubble, that’s just how we close discussion up

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