Re-Up

I Used To Play On The Block
Where You Gotta Be Up
And If You Think About Shootin Get Your Batteries Up
And If You Want To Hide In Da Cut We Shoot Yo Mama Crib Up
Boy I Be Thinking About This Money That I Gotta Get Up
Re-Up Re-Up Aye I Gotta Get Up
Re-Up Re-Up Aye I Gotta Get Up
Boy I Be Thinking About This Money That I Gotta Get Up Re-Up
These Niggas Bitches They Be Trippin
They Can't Make A Decision
I'm a Boss In This Bitch
Boy I Embrassed Your Bussiness
I Need Money To Discusse
Boy I'm No Good For Bussiness
And It The Same When The Money Fall In Love With A Nigga
All This Money For These Hoes
It's All A Cometment
You Fucking With The Squad You Start With Beginniers
Couple Cragders In You Face
Boy Just Stay Out My Bussiness
And Boy I Be Wildin With This Money Boy I Stay On My Pivot
When You Thinking About Finessin Boy You Better Get Plenty
You A Robber We Some Killers We Strapped With No Limit
I Got Bitches Down The Line Boy They All Want To See Me
And You Fugazy Ass Niggas Your Whole Squad Want To Be Me



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Writer(s): Joshua Howard Luellen, Bryan Lamar Simmons, Sadiki Thirston
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