the plug – giddy up lyrics
[intro]
i tell the trap giddy up, giddy up
she’s taking the wood, lumberjack
she’s taking the wood (giddy up)
she’s taking the wood (lumberjack)
yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 1: m huncho]
shes taking the wood (lumberjack)
shes eating it up (it’s a snack)
she’s holding my b-lls (run it back)
huncholini be the quarter-back
huncho started from a quarter, flipped and jugged a quarter
blowing, i’m like morta
stepping oso cautious
the fed’s h-t me up with a caution (caution)
cos i did a race in a moment (moment)
they soft and they creamin’ like lotion (lotion)
i’m sipping my sorrows in potions, yeah
so i can get closure (closure)
pull up on my k!ller like po’ up (po’ up)
pull up at these shows, tell ’em hold up (hol’ up)
pull up on these hoes, tell ’em roll up
they went past my name to the scholar (scholar)
scroll up, i got more cupcakes than lola (lola)
fashion addict, f-ck the gola
plug-plug-plug callin’ he said “holla” (holla)
legend in the making, i ain’t with the faking, gianfranco call me zola
they see me, they scate, roll up
trap giddy, motorola
[chorus: m huncho]
i tell the trap giddy up, giddy up, uhh
two b-tches shoot me up, shoot me up, shoot me up
i meant to bag up, uhh
i ain’t here to f-ck, nah, nah
suck it up, suck it up
i tell the trap giddy up, uhh
i tell the b-tch shoot me up, uhh
i tell the b-tch shoot me up, uhh
i tell the b-tch shoot me up
i tell the trap giddy up
i tell the trap giddy up
i tell the trap giddy up, uhh, uhh
two b-tches shoot me up
two b-tches shoot me up
two b-tches shoot me up
[verse 2: rich the kid]
hold up, hold up (wait ayy, ayy, ayy)
i gotta double down
i got a two piece (i got a two piece)
i need a new free (i need a new free)
she need a new g (need a, skrr-skrr-skrr)
ooh, capers, nothing (nothing)
pull it out on her t-tties, i’m bussin’
i’m on that f-ck sh-t (sh-t)
i got a young b-tch (b-tch)
your b-tch on my buggin’ list (buggin’ list)
auto-mo, i done cut my wrist
i got two freaks (freaks), switch and make them talk to me (me)
i’m a g (g), the roley is a masterpiece
ooh, i gotta double up (double up)
i got my money up (money up)
b-tch wan’ pipe me up (pipe me up)
my neck, i iced it up (iced it up)
that’s my mamacita (‘cita)
she’s a real eater (eater)
f-ck her when i greet her
[chorus: m huncho]
i tell the trap giddy up, giddy up, uhh
two b-tches shoot me up, shoot me up, shoot me up
i meant to bag up, uhh
i ain’t here to f-ck, nah, nah
suck it up, suck it up
i tell the trap giddy up, uhh
i tell the b-tch shoot me up, uhh
i tell the b-tch shoot me up, uhh
i tell the b-tch shoot me up
i tell the trap giddy up
i tell the trap giddy up
i tell the trap giddy up, uhh, uhh
two b-tches shoot me up
two b-tches shoot me up
two b-tches shoot me up
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