Muthafucka Up
(专辑: Careless World: Rise Of The Last King - 2012)
YMCMB, rawest niggas doing it School for the
blind, I
don't see these niggas doing it I'm doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a
bully bitch, yeah saved by the
bell If you scared, go to church I'll see you in hell And your girl, she a
flip, give me heads or tails Everybody fake so I
got real for sale Gunpowder fill the
air Rappers shitting on theyself, you could smell the
fear And these bitches laying flowers cause the
king is near T-Raw this is the
new flavour in ya ear Niggas softer than baby hair Why you acting tough, heard you work at Build-a-bear I'm a a
dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs I'm in the
building I
construct so {ain't this muthafucker up} What the
funk you beezy's want I'm ready to hump the
car I
call it ele-phunk Trunk in the
front Man she give me good brain cause she feel dumb I
just keep going like the
bunny till I
feel numb Yeah these bitches want it I
put my man's on it That 110 Sup', that Ferrari Caliornia Niggas want beef, call me Tony Romo You potatoes on the
sofa Lazy muthafuckas why you ain't even trying Rich or die trying, why you niggas ain't died yet? Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly shit And I'm with the
business skip peon with a
ty clip Stay on the
flight yeah I'm a
trip Probably up in Paradise chillin like Parliaments Flow got a
boner, you could say I'm on some harder shit Bout to make the
speaker buss' [Hook: x4] {Ain't this muthafucker up} [Nicki Minaj:] Okay, really I
get money I
get money like a
bitch She ain't going nowhere but I
swear that bitch a
trip You see how the
diamonds get to dancing Yeah, ya money short, get some pants and shit I
be with a
nigga with a
big ol' dick Yeah I
like them balls you be shooting them bricks Fuck you in the
game for? Bitch we up three zip and it's game four Tell 'em listen, couple bad bitches's Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and shit Intervention bitch I
pay ya pension Oh you say what? I
don't pay attention Yeah these niggas want it I
put my bitches on it You know the
tattoo's got Nicki initials on it I
put the
pussy on 'em, cook 'em a
pot roast Then pull off in the
Ghost Bitch I
do the
most [Tyga:] What the
funk you beezy's want? It ain't your turn, better have my money Friday like Big worm Can't see you niggas, you like a
little germ Bitches know I'm excellent like Mr Burns Treat my dick like Butter churn Baby churn and ya girl with me fo'shure That ain't your concern She forgot about her other man, she will never learn On a
mic till I
die, RIP Chick Hearns, Yessir, colder than the
Pittsburgh? Winter fresher than a
Will Smith T-Shirt These spurts coming through Last King and a
hearse Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like dirt When it hurts leave you losers bruised up Bruce Lee nunchucks Toe from the
floor up though Duck, rubber duck now you like oh shucks Tell the
neighbours I
don't give a
fuck [Hook]