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letra de up and stuck - pj glizzy

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[intro: sugarhill keem]
turn me up
is this glvck?
nah, this move look, you heard?
like, grrah
yo, a, i’on wanna hear myself
grrah, like, look
grrah, grrah, look, gang
ayo quan
shake it, shake it
shake it (grrah), shake it (grrah)
ayy yo, quantisha
[chorus: sugarhill keem]
ayy yo, quantisha, b-tch, you know you a sl-t
you a thot and you good for the rump (grrah-grrah, b-tch)
if it’s up, then its stuck, we ain’t deadin’ nothin’ (grrah)
i tell pj, “just up it”, yo’ brodie, he done (gang, gang)
why that n-gga benzo, he ain’t run? (what the f-ck?)
he got shot in his head, what the f-ck was you on? (look)
and y’all talk about me in y’all songs
i up at you first, i bet you gon’ run (b-tch)

[bridge: sugarhill keem]
opp thot, she leaked me, i beat it up (what the f-ck?)
and i’m droppin’ the 5s, who tellin’ me what? (grrah)
opp thot, she leaked me, i beat it up
and i’m droppin’ the 5s, who tеllin’ me what? (what the f-ck?)

[verse: pj glizzy]
i got a thottie, i got a smoochiе
b-tch, add a k to my o, we get groovy, like
ayy yo, blockwork, you can’t make a movie
how you go droppin’ my o? you a goofy
got a chopper, it kick like it’s bruce lee
scream, “omb,” you get smoked like a loosey
kdub, he got packed, he a goofy
forty-eight gang, n-gga, took off his kufi, grrah
got a chopper, it kick like it’s bruce lee
scream, “omb,” you get smoked like a loosey
kdub, he got packed, he a goofy
forty-eight gang, n-gga, took off his kufi, grrah
[chorus: sugarhill keem]
like, ayy yo, quantisha, b-tch, you know you a sl-t
you a thot and you good for the rump (grrah-grrah, b-tch)
if it’s up, then its stuck, we ain’t deadin’ nothin’ (grrah)
i tell pj, “just up it”, yo’ brodie, he done (gang, gang)
why that n-gga benzo, he ain’t run? (what the f-ck?)
he got shot in his head, what the f-ck was you on? (look)
and y’all talk about me in y’all songs
i up at you first, i bet you gon’ run (look)

ayy yo, quantisha, b-tch, you know you a sl-t
you a thot and you good for the rump (grrah-grrah, b-tch)
if it’s up, then its stuck, we ain’t deadin’ nothin’ (grrah)
i tell pj, “just up it”, yo’ brodie, he done (gang, gang)
why that n-gga benzo, he ain’t run? (what the f-ck?)
he got shot in his head, what the f-ck was you on? (look)
and y’all talk about me in y’all songs
i up at you first, i bet you gon’ run

[outro: pj glizzy]
i got a thottie, i got a smoochie
b-tch, add a k to my o, we get groovy, like
ayy yo, blockwork, you can’t make a movie
how you go droppin’ my o? you a goofy

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