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​b2nny - ​get up lyrics

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[intro]
i told myself that i could be so good
i told myself that i’ma gon’ be famous
i told myself that i’ma get my way
i peaked at four, why the f+ck am i up on a playlist

[chorus]
(bet)
other swag on my tee, i got the latest
why the f+ck your b+tch turn me, i really might make you
y’all, rid my body, tell my mom that i made it
got that my b+tch, and tell that she so cool
[verse]
so f+ckin’ call my car
lil’ bad b+tch gave me top (bad)
lil’ bad b+tch for the team
lil’ bad b+tch, she all free
designer tag up in my jeans
silver swag up on my jeans
the [?], they up on my feet
if he pay, then i’m scamming the feed
if he’s typin’, i’m getting my team
we’re going so fast, [?]
you say that i ran out my green
bad lil’ b+tch and i know she a frеak
i nod then i blow with my pole
and i know that my sh+t gonna go
just wait ’til a mof+cka’ get up
just wait ’til a mof+cka’ gеt up
just wait ’til a mof+cka’ get up
just wait ’til a mof+cka’ get it
i’m makin’ the bag, i ain’t quittin’
i’m f+ckin’ that b+tch, and i finish
i’m doing this sh+t with my eyes closed
and i got a job, homie
motherf+cka’ really hate the drive home

[chorus]
(bet)
other swag on my tee, i got the latest
why the f+ck your b+tch turn me, i really might make you
y’all, rid my body, tell my mom that i made it
got that my b+tch, and tell that she so cool



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