T UP!!

Get jiggy, niggas too serious I'm try to get litty
I'm try to pull up on all of the bad chicks
And all my homeboys in my city
No dissing on sad niggas that be feeling down
They don't wanna party then they really shitty
I'm strong like this henny, they on coke like
They Whitney
They really turned up they loud in the city

Yea we gonna go left, right, front, back
Left, right, front, back
Yeah they better be feeling me t me up
Left, right, front, back
Left, right, front, back
Yeah they better be feeling me t me up

Bitches in the club fucking
Damn they are some freaks
Never thought they was down
To strip all down for me, only for me

Ooh, dark skins,redbone's, Hispanic's
All them freak
Them greens and blues I throw
While they twerking on the pole
But I ain't cuffing them cuz they from the streets
Call the fire fighter cuz the mic just stay on heat
Y'all looping with this song, that must be on repeat

I'm dirty like a pig cuz my flow dirty in the mud
Niggas try to give me beef but they pussy
They sum studs
Imma bluetooth speaker, cuz I'm blasting on yo stuff
Imma controller you a tv that does what I tell you
So shut up
I'm talking reckless nah just really turning up
I rap how I want to, that's why they t me up
Yo raps be thoughtless yo rhymes just leave you stuck
My flows are the truth to have you all up in the dust

Yea we gonna go left, right, front, back
Left, right, front, back
Yeah they better be feeling me t me up
Left, right, front, back
Left, right, front, back
Yeah they better be feeling me t me up

(Bitches in the club fucking
Damn they are some freaks
Never thought they was down
To strip all down for me, only for me)

Yea we gonna go left, right, front, back
Left, right, front, back
Yeah they better be feeling me t me up
Left, right, front, back
Left, right, front, back
Yeah they better be feeling me t me up

(Bitches in the club fucking
Damn they are some freaks
Never thought they was down
To strip all down for me, only for me)

I'm try to turn up not try to be all up in love
You staring at me in the corner annoying as fuck
I was Vibing and now you might be apart of it
Turning me on oh shit, I wanna know what's going on

I wanna know what's going on

I wanna know what's going on

Stomach aching, vibe ain't working
Music turning slow, and she want us slow dancing
Stomach aching, vibe ain't working
Music turning slow, and she want us slow dancing

I'm try to turn up not try to be all up in love
You staring at me in the corner annoying as fuck
I was Vibing and now you might be apart of it
Turning me on oh shit, I wanna know what's going on

I wanna know what's going on

I wanna know what's going on



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Writer(s): Carmelo Carroll
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