Cardo - Clique'd Up lyrics

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Cardo - Clique'd Up lyrics

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Moved my mama out the apartments Poppa mad that I don't call him Find a credit card and I charged it Swear to god I'm already ballin' All my exs from one ocho, wanna f** me Told my mama that they miss and love me All my haters clique'd up All my haters clique'd up All my haters clique'd up, up Nig - n***a, all my haters clique'd up, up All my haters clique'd up [Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR] b**h, I get more p**y, p**y than a pad I'm into female finger rollin' abs I'm into [?] smellin' cash I do not have a hard day to call a cab I need an Uber, I'm in the future I need a low drop, with a bad b**h in it I need a Spanish b**h that need a stallion I be speakin' spanish, buenos tienes Then I came from London, the way I manage I dropped the top, now the roof missin' And the whip stopped, we was still spinnin' It will take a lot for you to leave with it She policing ya, I got her teaching ya I gave her tongue to ya, gave what ya want from her And n***a I don't rely on your word, I don't reply on your word Man I'm the kid from the cold, you n***as story is over f** it n***a, that boy is old, I need all my n***as home Who knew that, without a diploma I'm cash And all of my haters: I'm still countin' cash [Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Moved my mama out the apartments Poppa mad that I don't call him Find a credit card and I charged it Swear to god I'm already ballin' All my exs from one ocho, wanna f** me Told my mama that they miss and love me All my haters clique'd up All my haters clique'd up All my haters clique'd up, up Nig - n***a, all my haters clique'd up, up All my haters clique'd up, b**h! [Verse 2: King Louie] b**h! My name is Louie, but they call me Tony So many mini-mes, when did I start cloning? So many hate me and they don't even know me She really basic, but she act like Naomi Droppin' bottom a real n***a I ain't into women that ain't into women I can't deal with them, nah, no I met your ho at the party next door She look just look like the dime from before If that b**h love me then I love her more Granny always told me that I was a star She just told me that I wouldn't get far Now they pay me just to come to they school, hann Pay back's a b**h and my b**hes like b**hes And I record 'em me k**in' the witnesses So stick with the sh**s, they wasn't trippin' Tony big pippin' [?] [?] with the balls And stay flat, cause we cough Get paid like a stick up when my head's quicker I handle the coke and get lit on that swisher [?] love my country and love some money too [Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Moved my mama out the apartments Poppa mad that I don't call him Find a credit changed and I charged it Swear to god I'm already ballin' All my exs from one ocho, wanna f** me Told my mama that they miss and love me All my haters clique'd up All my haters clique'd up All my haters clique'd up, up Nig - n***a, all my haters clique'd up, up All my haters clique'd up [Outro: PARTYNEXTDOOR] Mama, finally, mama, finally Finally, finally, finally, finally Whoa, ooh, finally, finally Ooh, finally, finally, finally, finally