G Herbo – Up It Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Ratchet shit
Shawty [?] popping out the cut, fat bitch shit
Shawty know why I’m tryna brack it, her butt fat as shit
Got an automatic under my jacket and I’m really what’s happening
I just popped a little [?] so I’m feeling fantastic
I’m like fuck it I’ma just go to work cause I’ve been in the bank like [?]
I buy lil bitch a Jaguar, I want me an Aston
Hood bitch with me I’m like NASCAR driver [?]
And I’m smoking [?] she giving head while I’m driving, I’ma fuck around and crash
I’m like fuck it I wanna smash right now, I’ma take her to the mansion
I told her I still wanna suck on her titties though even though they’re plastic
In that new shit I can self park the whip, I’m feeling Jurassic
And you know I pop out with a whip on my wrist huh, look at the dash
Got a bank account nobody know about, yeah I just fill it with cash
Everybody wanna fuck your sister, Stacey Dash
But it ain’t really cause of her face or her basic ass

[Chorus]
Up it, up it, up it, nigga up it
Nigga fuck it
I’ma count this bitch and up it
She gon’ up it
Bitch up it
Quick get to ducking
Fuck it, bitch up it

[Verse 2]
[?] lil racist ass
You used to be a fuck nigga so you tryna erase the past
You hating on me cause I’m a young nigga and I chase the bag
We ain’t smoking but [?] you think we laced the bag
I got my bitch a Chanel bag, caught like twelve stacks
Running track hoes, fuck your [?]
And I’m a bad boy, I’m a bad influence
Tell a nigga what he gon’ do, make him fast forward
[?] keep that Mac, no Pro Tools
Keep that bag
Overheat that Mac
And I’m a star, check my [?]
You can’t see these hoes from afar
[?]
Word to my mom, word to y’all
Word to Allah, whoever your god
[?]

[Chorus]
Up it, up it, up it, nigga up it
Nigga fuck it
I’ma count this bitch and up it
She gon’ up it
Bitch up it
Quick get to ducking
Fuck it, bitch up it

Step Brothers – Yeah 5X

[Intro]
Three
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You recording?

[Verse 1: Starlito]
If they wasn’t pressing record
I’d probably be pressing the tail button
Yeah, hustling I’m from where them young niggas ain’t scared of nothing
10 years ago drinking tussy
Nutting off all in public
Drive-bys in broad daylight its ringing like a concession
Thugging, quick to tell her that I love her
Knowing I just finished fucking
Dick smelling like a rubber
Just like Mel and Danny Glover caught with 7 lethal weapons
And you can check my deposition, listen
Look, them streets ain’t for you
They against you, need convincing?
They got most of my friends behind them fences
I was in them trenches that’s why I don’t give a fuck about no Mentions or no likes or no comments I got extension
I lost everything beefing it get expensive
Cap a unit and wouldn’t care if you wind up in intensive
No evidence for forensics just barely dodged the conviction
Shed a thug tear when they said that budda was snitching
Yeah they still fucking with me

[Don trip]
Step brothers three, yeah
And I will still fuck Stacey Dash

[Verse 2: Don Trip]
Where I’m from we rather die than let you take the stash
That ain’t just a sack my whole future’s in that paper bag
That’s how I feed my babies
While my baby momma’s bitching
I’m too close to the edge
It’s best you keep your distance
My uncle fighting addiction, my people fighting convictions
But I gotta go get it, no matter the conditions
Shit be overflowing I’m just tryna find a lead
Being careful with the fire trying not to burn the bridge
And I will still fuck Stacey Dash
Spend a day with her crazy ass
You know fine hoes talk way too much
Just wanna fuck her and make her gag
And watch re-runs on BET and reminisce on what it used to be
Get in this round two I’m tryna knock that out
I might knock her up I’m on shooting spree
On my block they are shooting teens
Just tryna ball but they just moving screens
So used to putting up bricks
You think I’m playing for the losing team
I don’t sleep much but I used to dream
Then I woke up and started chasing mine
Took a look at my G-Shock and said don’t rush it
Take your time without wasting time
Godspeed

[Starlito]
Yeah it’s time
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 3: Starlito]
Sick of the scent of me tripping my gun
Tripping if niggas try some
Picture me in the kitchen
Yeah pitching I need a [?]
Going digital, plenty niggas still hit me up tryna buy somethin
For my funds, shit had to grind hard from where I’m from

[Verse 4: Don Trip]
Yeah, ’cause he who doesn’t hustle
Ain’t entitled to a pot crumb
My nigga beat a murder trial to us that’s called triumph
Live it to the limit I’m just saying you only die once
Pouring out champagne for all the good niggas that died young

[Verse 5: Starlito]
And counting down for Dotty
Been locked up for 55 months
Break down a half a zip
And try to stuff this shit in 5 blunts
Riding low I don’t know how I function high as fuck
You can see the pain all in my eyes cause I don’t cry much

[Verse 6: Don Trip]
Well, you missing more screws than me if you decide to try us
Cause you’d have better luck winning a gun battle with a hotpoint
Fuck around make the news
Look in the camera I’m like
"Hi Mom your sons been making pipe bombs and my favorite rapper is Dylan"
And, and they think Star’s the high one

[Outro]
Step Brothers
I think this makes 3

DNCE – Blown

[Verse 1: Joe Jonas]
I stare at you for so long
You watched me just as strong
It feels right bein’ wrong
Never thought I’d get you, no
But here you are at my front door

[Refrain: Joe Jonas]
The less you show, the more you get
It doesn’t matter if you’re feelin’ it
Put down your phone, don’t send that pic
They won’t come back unless they’re missin’ it
[Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas]
But now that I got ya
It keeps gettin’ hard to
I don’t wanna watch, uh

[Chorus: Joe Jonas]
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
Down to my toes (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh) (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Joe Jonas]
I’ll never let you go (never let you go!)
My sweet tooth is too strong, yeah
Your sugar is my home (sugar is my home!)
Never thought I’d get you, no
But here you are at my front door

[Refrain: Joe Jonas]
The less you show, the more you get
It doesn’t matter if you’re feelin’ it
Put down your phone, don’t send that pic
They won’t come back unless they’re missin’ it

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas]
But now that I got ya
It keeps gettin’ hard to
I don’t wanna watch, uh

[Chorus: Joe Jonas]
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
Down to my toes (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)

[Bridge: Kent Jones]
I know you act like you don’t want it
Girl, I know you need it
‘Cause you be actin’ like my woman
Every time you see me
My mind blown

[Verse 3: Kent Jones]
I wanna pebble, I wanna marble
I wanna stone, I wanna rock, rock right now
I rock bass and she came to get down
She said, “In honesty, he wasn’t fly when I met him”
She said, “You’re separate, Kent, you’re fly on another level”
I call it melody ’cause I gotta hit falsetto
She said, “No strings attached,” so Gipetto
Had a couple side puppets just to make her feel special
I like girls that niggas lookin’ on to comment
On my mama, Keke Palmer, I’m just bein’ honest
She gon’ play hard to get now that she know I want it
But I’m sure to break her off before I break a promise
Leavin’ Memphis, on my way to Nash
Head while I’m drivin’, almost made me crash
I hate smartmouth girls that fuck the vibe up
She jumped out the window and hit the Stacey Dash

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas]
But now that I got ya
It keeps gettin’ hard to
I don’t wanna watch, uh

[Chorus: Joe Jonas]
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
Down to my toes (ooooh) (hey!)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)

[Outro: Joe Jonas]
Ooooh
Ooooh (oh, my mind’s blown)
Ooooh
Ooooh
My mind’s blown

DNCE – Blown lyrics

[Verse 1: Joe Jonas]
I stare at you for so long
You watched me just as strong
It feels right bein’ wrong
Never thought I’d get you, no
But here you are at my front door

[Refrain: Joe Jonas]
The less you show, the more you get
It doesn’t matter if you’re feelin’ it
Put down your phone, don’t send that pic
They won’t come back unless they’re missin’ it
[Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas]
But now that I got ya
It keeps gettin’ hard to
I don’t wanna watch, uh

[Chorus: Joe Jonas]
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
Down to my toes (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh) (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Joe Jonas]
I’ll never let you go (never let you go!)
My sweet tooth is too strong, yeah
Your sugar is my home (sugar is my home!)
Never thought I’d get you, no
But here you are at my front door

[Refrain: Joe Jonas]
The less you show, the more you get
It doesn’t matter if you’re feelin’ it
Put down your phone, don’t send that pic
They won’t come back unless they’re missin’ it

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas]
But now that I got ya
It keeps gettin’ hard to
I don’t wanna watch, uh

[Chorus: Joe Jonas]
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
Down to my toes (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)

[Bridge: Kent Jones]
I know you act like you don’t want it
Girl, I know you need it
‘Cause you be actin’ like my woman
Every time you see me
My mind blown

[Verse 3: Kent Jones]
I wanna pebble, I wanna marble
I wanna stone, I wanna rock, rock right now
I rock bass and she came to get down
She said, “In honesty, he wasn’t fly when I met him”
She said, “You’re separate, Kent, you’re fly on another level”
I call it melody ’cause I gotta hit falsetto
She said, “No strings attached,” so Gipetto
Had a couple side puppets just to make her feel special
I like girls that niggas lookin’ on to comment
On my mama, Keke Palmer, I’m just bein’ honest
She gon’ play hard to get now that she know I want it
But I’m sure to break her off before I break a promise
Leavin’ Memphis, on my way to Nash
Head while I’m drivin’, almost made me crash
I hate smartmouth girls that fuck the vibe up
She jumped out the window and hit the Stacey Dash

[Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas]
But now that I got ya
It keeps gettin’ hard to
I don’t wanna watch, uh

[Chorus: Joe Jonas]
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)
Down to my toes (ooooh) (hey!)
My mind’s blown (ooooh)

[Outro: Joe Jonas]
Ooooh
Ooooh (oh, my mind’s blown)
Ooooh
Ooooh
My mind’s blown