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tay way - fuck it up lyrics

[intro]
it’s the littles n+gga
littles
can’t name one n+gga out here f+cking with and getting close
tay way dat ak rich city host

[verse 1]
tryna tell you who it is, like i’m knockin at the door
im the n+gga on the stage but got it rockin on the floor
you can pass a chance that she prolly won’t get again
friend for a friend, lil mama we can get it in
i wanna see that ass move, put your waist out
and f+ck it up tonight, i wake up about bankroll
throw that ass in a circle, come f+ck with a g
i look fly, don’t i? it’s littles ent!
seventh letter g, lil n+gga with the stick on him
say a n+gga back, bring the map put the rich on it
headed to the top i make ’em drop it to the floor again
gsf baby, aw n+gga here we go again
you gon find me at the bar in the morning we drank
she ain’t playing and you know that we ain’t
you gon find me at the bar in the morning we drank
she ain’t playing and you know that we ain’t

[hook]
they let me in the club i’m bout to f+ck it up
shawty wanna thug she wanna f+ck with us
lifestyle, gon f+ck it up
i put your lights out, don’t f+ck it up
go best friend that’s my best friend
she like f+ck it up sis i’m like f+ck it up b+tch
gon f+ck it up, bout to f+ck it up
go f+ck it up, you better
[verse 2]
it ain’t all about the club, show love to the kick back
pull up with the clique, n+ggas tryna get they b+tch back
need wood swishers, where the liquor go
bottle after bottle now we back to the liquor store
i wish a n+gga would, he’d be f+cking up
get lit like the ‘wood imma f+ck him up
i do it for the ‘hood and may got the bass pumpin
dj put me on lil mama gon shake somethin
make you wonder, how the radio don’t notice me
everywhere i go, h+lla people already know it’s me
turnt up, see the rollas don’t turn it down
we in this b+tch tell her bend that sh+t
over, over, over, over, lower, lower, lower
man a n+gga need a goer!
she like f+ck it up sis
i’m like f+ck it up b+tch, b+tch, b+tch

[verse 3]
it ain’t all about the club, show love to the kick back
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
pull up with the clique, n+ggas tryna get they b+tch back
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
seventh letter g, lil n+gga with the stick on him
say a n+gga back, bring the map put the rich on it
headed to the top i make em drop it to the floor again
gsf baby, aw n+gga here we go again

[hook]
they let me in the club i’m bout to f+ck it up
shawty wanna thug, she wanna f+ck with us
lifestyle, gon f+ck it up
i put your lights out, don’t f+ck it up
go best friend that’s my best friend
she like f+ck it up sis i’m like f+ck it up b+tch
gon f+ck it up, bout to f+ck it up
go f+ck it up, you better

- tay way lyrics

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