Its UP 2 U

Mic check, mic check, 1-2-1-2
Its up 2U, it's up 2U
This Buds 4U, this buds 4U
What gets U2, what gets U2
Step 2 My Lou, Step 2 My Lou

U can follow da factor (factor) ugh
U know U don't hafta (hafta) ugh
Do U know what we're after? (after) ugh
Wit sorrow or laughter (laughter) ugh

Everybody, if it's Up 2 me
This cut a be (hot)
It's not my cup a tea
But luckily, babes kick their butt 4 me
Ya such a B, ladies get in what? 4 free
It's hapnin' now, party people actin' wild
The fact I'm proud rappin' loud in the packed in house
Fellas, RUN? when U are backin' out
From the yellow, brown, red, white and black
Women attractin' crowds

Across America, America, America
Causin' hysteria, hysteria, hysteria
The more The merrier, merrier The merrier
Step in The area, area The area

U can follow da factor (factor)
U know U don't hafta (hafta)
Do U know what we're after? (after)
Wit sorrow or laughter (laughter)

Ain't nobody givin' in 2 me?
You're just an enemy
In a penitentiary, ya bend a knee
When is it a sin to free
Your M I N 2 the D 2 The Symphony?
What's up wit U?
Some don't wanna strut their shoe
Look like ya stuck 2 glue "Cause U suck!" U2
Instead a, Skip To My Lou talk Sh 2 my crew
If like a substitute, don't know what 2 do
From New York to LA, come dark to 12- day
They party, from The Park, Bay to Belle Glade
All the way from Sade, Michele' to R Kelly
Is It A Crime?, No More Lies to 12-Play
Remember me!

It's up 2U, it's up 2U
This Buds 4U, this Buds 4U
What gets U2, what gets U2
Step To My Lou, Step To My Lou

U can follow da factor (factor) ugh
U know U don't hafta (hafta) ugh
Do U know what we're after (after) ugh
Wit sorrow or laughter (laughter)

Its up 2U This Buds 4U
What gets U2
Skip To My Lou

It's up 2U This Buds 4U
What gets U2
Step to My Lou
It's up 2U

U know my style
U don't agree bro
Call yourself a baller
Don't know a foul from a free throw
You're all of me though
So-called amigo,
Hero I mean no harm
To ya ego, My Negro
That's how it be doe

Willin' da swap till then chill in da spot
U can't stop, Lyrics so dope that I'm dealin' ya Rock
Rap games so deadly could be killin' da clock
If I, instrumentally hurt your feelings I'm high

Some a follow da Cross, factor some boys ain't
The beat is so funky that's why my voice stank
From Toys, Franks, Moist Cake to Soy Steak
I wrap these delicacies if that's your choice blink

Summer be passin' by, is your fashion fly?
Gonna be askin why, is your Passion high?
some a be laughin' cry, are you Jasmine Guy?
Gonna be bashing my, Everlastin' Life

On The Radio request The Rhyme (rhyme)
Let your Lady go press rewind (rewind)
Maybe blow stand the test of time (time)
I'm a Leo don't mess wit mine (wit mine)

U can follow da factor (factor) ugh
U know U don't hafta (hafta) ugh
Do U know what we're after (after) ugh
Wit sorrow or laughter (laughter)

Its up 2U This Buds 4U
What gets U2
Skip To My Lou

It's up 2U This Buds 4U
What gets U2
Step to My Lou
It's up 2U



Credits
Writer(s): Felix Jr
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