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lardi b - can’t get up lyrics

up, up, up, up, up

ya’ll thought i was high? i don’t even smoke that broccoli
how many l!cks to the center of my krispy creme?

he said my cake pop tastes right, pink velvet sugar high
eat it like a klondike, he still full from last time
on his way from hollywood, he gotta catch the first flight
‘cause big girls got the best cookies, bring your appetites
big bag bussin’ out the cherry lifesaver
ya’ll know it’s a saga, lardi back and still i’m thick as f+ck
on tik+tok twerkin’ on the, turn table man
throw it back, lardi stacked
knuck if you buck

can’t get up, can’t get up, can’t get up i’m stuck
can’t get up, can’t get up, can’t get up i’m stuck
can’t get up ‘cause i’m stuck
can’t get up ‘cause i’m stuck
will somebody please come and help me up?
what the f+ck?

i took a tequila shot, now my clothes is coming off
kitchen always closing on me, dancing on the table top
snorted me a pixie stick and then i did a belly flop
clique singing abc’s, hit ‘em with that barney bop
i want a banana split, whip it up and top it, b+tch
gotta argue with ‘em, ‘cause britney is that toxic b+tch
belly out here bouncing like he popped a rubber band
if it ain’t no dinner on the table, you can’t get my honey ham
he said my cake pop tastes right, pink velvet sugar high
eat it like a klondike, he still full from last time
on his way from hollywood, he gotta catch the first flight
‘cause big girls got the best cookies, bring your appetites
big bag bussin’ out the cherry lifesaver
ya’ll know it’s a saga, lardi back and still i’m thick as f+ck
on tik+tok twerkin’ on the, turn table man
throw it back, lardi stacked
knuck if you buck

big jazz, big bently, big pockets
serve it on a plate, eat it up like it’s hibachi
all about my bread, chase it daily, so they watchin’
drippin’, glaze me up, he whip creme my hot+pocket
been about my chicken like i’m precious, i need two thighs
finger l!cking good, he wanna taste it, popeyes
drizzle me in chocolate milk, oatmeal creme pie
he wrote my name in icing on the mirror, scream it 3 times
lip gloss, snack pack, bikini and a thong
they like us chubby+wubby so they can’t leave us alone
ass fat, grab that, eat me threw my thong
this foopa is his furniture, this kitty is his home
can’t get up, can’t get up, can’t get up i’m stuck
can’t get up, can’t get up, can’t get up i’m stuck
can’t get up ‘cause i’m stuck
can’t get up ‘cause i’m stuck
will somebody please come and help me up?
what the f+ck?

- lardi b lyrics

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