dababy - up the street lyrics
[intro]
ayy, come over real quick, let me holler at you real quick
uh uh
[chorus]
man, f-ck all that talking, my n-gga let’s link
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
drop your location, my n-gga let’s meet
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
smoke i want all of that, b-tch where the beef?
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
ain’t tryna drop by, i’ma hop out on feet
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
[verse 1]
stop making songs, get off that phone
bring your -ss on, it’s been too long
i got a hunnid round drum on that k
i shoot at n-ggas, i don’t shoot at homes
why that boy hating? ’cause that n-gga p-ssy
send me a stepper, don’t send me no rookie
you hoe n-ggas lucky that i’m good at rapping
’cause i would’ve been came and seen ’bout that capping
’cause i would’ve been came and seen ’bout that action
if that’s how he feel he gon’ stand on it
i’m upping as soon as my hand on it
this b-tch a guitar, i’ma jam on it
shoot up his car and then stand on it
come bring your hoe–ss outside
my n-ggas know i’ma ride
if i say it’s a go they gone slide
[chorus]
man, f-ck all that talking, my n-gga let’s link
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
drop your location, my n-gga let’s meet
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
smoke i want all of that, b-tch where the beef?
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
ain’t tryna drop by, i’ma hop out on feet
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
[verse 2]
bring your -ss on b-tch i’m waiting
matter fact b-tch i’m getting impatient
i make your -ss do the race
chase your -ss down like i’m jason
i done got tired of your b-tch -ss
i put that rod on your b-tch -ss
i heard you was giving out smoke
well i’ma get high on your b-tch -ss
i swear to god i’ma on his -ss
as soon as you see me it’s up
why you think you ain’t see me get touched
’cause these n-ggas ain’t really with that
my n-ggas can’t wait to fix that
we come kick the door at your kickback
shoot at you and your bros ’til it cl!ck-clack
then go f-ck on your hoe for some get-back
[chorus]
man, f-ck all that talking, my n-gga let’s link
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
drop your location, my n-gga let’s meet
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
smoke i want all of that, b-tch where the beef?
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
ain’t tryna drop by, i’ma hop out on feet
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
bring your b-tch -ss up the street
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