sporty thievz - hit it up lyrics
uh-oh, yeah
uh-oh, yeah
1 – hey yo, all my life i’ve been trying to live it up
pigeons like to flock they just wanna give it up
i don’t want a girl
i just wanna hit it up
yo, i don’t wish n-body one the best
what the – you expect?
blessings when my own – be correct
blaze trum, coming for you gazy dons with arms
hit your crib, blaze your moms
i spit bombs, eating – real like jeff dons
and chiefs that disagree with me, wave your arms
don’t get is twism, quit rapping and stick to living
you like a – cycle dawg n-body like you
i’m in the c-ckpit with hot –
and just like money in t-tanic
i’m teaching – how to hot spit
i lock – peddeling rocks
better off down in broadway peddling socks
my hands stay hot, that’s why the put metal with –
i’m gonna rock till i’m on a yacht settling stocks
man – when you done with g’s, i’m hungry
split a cat from his hat to his dungarees
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hey yo i can’t spit gotta smoke a – to this
i’m a hit a – make her son to this
you can’t turn yourself in you gotta run to this
>from police – tote your gun to this
yo my car’s futuristic that’s where i keep the biscuit
any girl’s seen my – before must have kissed it
shouts to my district, girls claim distant
don’t ever kiss chicks that wear lipstick
by holler catch my – on a visit
with timbs, when i get rich cop the lizards
hit a club, out the car like where the –
y’all – know first out being snitches
catch me on tv or in your girl’s pictures
peep the background see if panties in the pictures
stay with the lickest
surrounded by –
we the jiggest rate girls on who the thickest
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yo, i feel like we can fly when i floor the ride
with them doors that open towards the sky
– on the block like your brand delgado
cause i pump out exotic you can test my product
life is full of stress so i drink old gold
smoke a – bring my high back with the stove
body frame young but my mind is old
bad student but with – i can honor roll
and the only crime i risk my life for is federal
cause doing time for big dough is more acceptable
girl with s-x candies that’s edible
only if she got a good job like in medical
grand stay recording, stay wearing jordans
beeper with the phone so a n-gg- look important
yo what up?
it’s that – who hit the club up
and – sitting there playing the wall get cut up
repeat 1
if a – quick – grab my – and hit it up
repeat 1
if a – quick – grab my – and hit it up
uh-oh, uh-oh
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