Put ‘Em Up

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I'll move around, if you like, okay
If you like what you see, then come holla at me
Loud and clear

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I'll move around, if you like, okay
If you like what you see, then come holla at me

Like, put 'em up, hang 'em up, like it's hot for Christmas
You'll be blessed with my presence, only shit against it
My V8, rippin' through like I ain't just kiddin'
Make my bags, sling some ice, I'm on your night, did it

Flyin' in a 'copter, but a cop are tryna lock me up
Let me speak, these bitches get that I stay on top
Lindsey Foxx, who would die? Bitch, you know I'll fuck you up
Lindsey Foxx, let 'em drop, bitch, you know I don't stay tough

Like shiny girls, I'm grillin' and I'm cookin'
Cuttin' you in fours, keep it movin', keep it goin'
Now, bitch, I'll see you in court, keep 'em swingin'
And I win, and we just got in the ring

Knockout and you're out, bitch
You won't ever think again, sipping zippers coming out this body
Ain't my final form, final evolution, get your heart back
Ain't no me no more, hanging bodies, drop it when I'm stepping out into the floor
Lights out, fucker, remember me for the more (put 'em up)

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Bitch, I'm a cannibal animal
Keep me in these chains when I'm ripping every stitch
Shout out, won't leave out your name
Remember mine, I'll be the last you see before your grave

Look me in my eyes before I tell you that you a mistake (put 'em up)
Your mama must've dropped you on the head, ain't that a shame?
Using you for food stamps, I make money being in the game
Try to walk my walk, try my style, you can't 'cause you are lame (put 'em up)

Now watch me how I do, I play fuckers every which way
Monday to Tuesday to Wednesday too
Every day of the week, I will fuck up all of you
Whether Thursday to Friday to Saturday too

And on a Sunday I'm a child of God and you'll lose (what?)
I'll beat ya, I'll eat ya, how animals do
I'll cut ya and serve ya in the kitchen too
Now don't play me, bitch, you know I'll find you
Go ahead and try to run, I like the chase, dude

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Put 'em up
Pu-put 'em up
Put 'em up
Bitch, I said put 'em up