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Jacquees

Bet It Up

 

Bet It Up

(album: Round Of Applause - 2011)


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Girl I see you looking looking, I'm looking too
Girl get over here and be my little boo
Take ya to the mall and buy it all
And you should tell ya man (he ain't gotta call)
Bet it up, bet it up, bet it up
Girl I said bet it up
Bet it up
And ya better tell ya man to get his cake up

Ya man lame, you should come wit' me
Presents for days, call it Christmas Eve
I'm swagged up, you should take a peek
Hold up, wait a minute, let me speed it up a bit
Girl you the baddest, ain't gotta ask it
I'm gonna give it to ya girl, ain't no asking
The way I do numbers girl, you'll think it's magic
Ain't even playing girl, why you laughing
Red Lamborghini, we can speed through traffic
Round of applause girl, keep on clapping
I can do what he don't, aye I got paper
Love haters, from Decatur, true heartbreaker
So I'll be holding you down
Got my crown, girl you get yours now
I think I'm R. Kelly, Chris Brown
But she like to call me Jacq the way I put it down
She now I'm next up, I run the city
I just tell her take that like

Girl I see you looking looking, I'm looking too
Girl get over here and be my little boo
Take ya to the mall and buy it all
And you should tell ya man (he ain't gotta call)
Bet it up, bet it up, bet it up
Girl I said bet it up
Bet it up
And ya better tell ya man to get his cake up

I ain't ballin'? I say what
Everyday I ball, something like a Laker
Or a three pointer, nah I slam dunk
I'm feeling like Mike, when I lace my Js up
Everyday I do it, get money I blew it (you know, you know)
And I'm tryna kick it wit' girls (like judo-judo)
But until then man I got yours (up in my two door-two door)
Took her around the world (Pluto-Pluto)
Now she with me, cruising in the Bentley
She left you and came to the big league
Who she with? Wit' Mr. Que
You said who? (wit' Mr. Me)

Girl I see you looking looking, I'm looking too
Girl get over here and be my little boo
Take ya to the mall and buy it all
And you should tell ya man (he ain't gotta call)
Bet it up, bet it up, bet it up
Girl I said bet it up
Bet it up
And ya better tell ya man to get his cake up

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