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carun, panjoy - up lyrics

[intro]
wagh, (panjoy pick up!) wagh, whoa
wagh, whoa, wagh, yeah!
wagh, whoa, wagh, whoa, wagh, whoa, wagh, yeah!
wagh, whoa, wagh, whoa, wagh, whoa
wagh, yeah!, wagh, whoa, wagh, whoa
wagh!!!!, whoa?

[chorus]
huh, you tryna k!ll me but you can’t do
whoa, you tryna get a money but we can do
whoa, you think i ain’t got no b+tches, we get brand new
they said why my money tall like a bamboo (bamboo)
now, i just woke up high as f+ck, and i had to pour up (now?)
b+tch, let me call my ex, told her for pour up (pour up)
they said “run”, how the f+ck you got rich? (you got rich?)
i just keep, goin’ up and get a job, why you so stupid b+tch
d+mn, i get “chicks” on daily, boy you stayin broke
walk out the house with glock 9 or a draco, i dont really know
b+tch, you ask me “whats up in yo cup?”, i be sippin’ dope
you postin’ photos of these guns (these guns) i dont really tote

[verse]
shout out to rag, we already know you ain’t blowin sh+t (blowin sh+t)
b+tch you weird as f+ck, you ain’t get no smokin’ sh+t (smokin’)
that boy bring my name, cause it come with clout sh+t (scyeah, scyeah)
you ain’t hearing what i say, cause you know i’m mumbling sh+t
[verse]
give a f+ck bout what you mean boy (panjoy pick up!)
got so much racks i stuffed it up up in my jeans boy
im rollin with the siiixiiis and you know thats my team boy
and im dressin all black i put that rick up on my feet boy
f+ck with all that drama i’m just tryna wake up geeked boy
(scyeah) who you f+cking with, cause we dont f+ck with lames
only f+ck with bad b+tches, bad b+tches know my name
you can’t match my fly b+tch so please do not speak on my name (huh, huh)
give a f+ck bout what you mean boy
got so much racks i stuffed it up up in my jeans boy
i’m rollin with the siiixiiis and you know thats my team boy
and i’m dressin all black i put that rick up on my feet boy
f+ck with all that drama i’m just tryna wake up geeked boy
(scyeah) who you f+cking with, cause we dont f+ck with lames
only f+ck with bad b+tches, bad b+tches know my name
you can’t match my fly b+tch so please do not speak on my name
you can’t match my fly b+tch so please do not speak on my name (wakh)
wagh, whoa, wagh, whoa, wagh, whoa
wagh, yeah!, wagh, whoa, wagh, whoa
wagh!!!!, whoa? wagh!!

[chorus]
huh, you tryna k!ll me but you can’t do
whoa, you tryna get a money but we can do
whoa, you think i ain’t got no b+tches, we get brand new
they said why my money tall like a bamboo (bamboo)
now, i just woke up high as f+ck, and i had to pour up (now?)
b+tch, let me call my ex, told her for pour up (pour up)
they said “run”, how the f+ck you got rich? (you got rich?)
i just keep, goin’ up and get a job, why you so s+pid b+tch
d+mn, i get “chicks” on daily, boy u stayin broke (stupid b+tch)
walk out the house with glock 9 or a draco, i dont really know (stupid b+tch)
b+tch, you ask me “whats up in yo cup?”, i be sippin’ dope (stupid b+tch)
you postin’ photos of these guns (these guns) i dont really tote
[outro]
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa, whoa ,whoa, whoa
whoa, whoa?

- carun panjoy lyrics

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