Jim Jones - D-Up lyrics

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Jim Jones - D-Up lyrics

[Intro: Offset] You know what I'm saying Rich n***a sh** It's the only way to go Woo! Hey! [Verse 1: Offset] Foreign (foreign), Bugatti's (yea) Dirty pistol havin' bodies (brrt) Don't know what it cost I just buy it (how much?) She a whole 'nother b**h on the molly (woo) Havin' them racks, I been havin' them racks (racks) Young n***a playin' monopoly (monopoly) The devil keep tryna jump all on my back But I'm the man, ain't stoppin' me (nah) f**in' that b**h, she got too attached She won't get a call or text from me (brr) These n***as takin' my recipe (recipe) Money on the right and the left of me (racks) Gossippin' just like a b**h my n***a (gossip) I'm in the trap cookin' fish my n***a (trap) You poppin' so f** it let's hit my n***a (hit) Surrounded by dawgs, they pits my n***a (errr) I'm stayin' away from the lames and thotties, I'm bout to get me a profit (profit) I'm swervin' the lanes, my engines is 'Rari, 488 a 'Rari Excuse me pardon, colorful diamonds like I been playin' sorry (sorry) Look at my b**h she a barbie (barbie) Double cup sippin' on bar (mud, drank, drank) Gotta survive, the coolant it come with the TEC (brrt) Run up your check, then you go buy a Patek (run up a check, hey) Watery diamond, drippin' splash, wet (drip, splash, splash) We got them choppers on deck when we boardin' them jets (aye) [Hook: Quavo] I can not f** up the reup, coco, ski up Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid) I'm tellin' them n***as to D up (D up) Drop off, hardball Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa) Can't no work be stepped on (nah) None of my n***as gon' fall off Jumpin' out the trees with the ski's (with them ski's yeah) Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah) Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah) I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot) [Verse 2: Takeoff & Juelz Santana] Championship on my ring I make my b**hes trap out of Céline I put that ice in my watch, Mr. Freeze And I'm takin' the P's just to go to Belize I need that big gun, I'm talkin' machine These p**y n***as just blowin' out steam I get it lit 500 degrees Chopper hit everything, bada boom bada bing Beat the pot with the stamina (beat it) f**ing your b**hes on cameras (smash) I got a bag of that Pamela Put it right in the trunk of my tarantula That's a spider for you dumb f**s Money comin' by the dump trucks Bodies lay by the dumpsters It's real mobsters amongst us Knots, trap out the bando it's hot f** it invade the spot (spot) Wrist watch, I put the wrist in the pot (pot) I had to seize the lot Tick tock, b**h still on the clock now go get that money for daddy Whip rocks, soon as my work hit the block fiends line up for the package I need that money, give me the loot Play with my money, how silly is you? I go to the dealer, I pick and I choose I look like Mister T with all my j**els If you try take it, I pity the fool I take your honey, you Winnie the Pooh My n***as got sticks that's bigger than you Can't swim with the sharks, then stay in the pool [Hook: Quavo] I can not f** up the reup, coco, ski up Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid) I'm tellin' them n***as to D up (D up) Drop off, hardball Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa) Can't no work be stepped on (nah) None of my n***as gon' fall off Jumpin' out the trees with the ski's (with them ski's yeah) Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah) Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah) I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot) [Verse 3: Jim Jones & Quavo] I was hanging with the dealers then Still hanging with the dealers now They know I just signed a deal, so they ask how I'm feelin' now I still run around and them phone calls Pull up, pull the ceiling down (Skrt skrt) I bought the crib in Miami though, had to drop a quarter million now So, what really talkin' 'bout and New York bring Porsches out I be thinkin' the days, that I was stuck in trail 'til the judge had to toss out it Summertime bring Forces out No socks, with the powder in 'em Got my j**els on and my tank-top, big blunts with the loud up in 'em Skinny bells with the locks on it Soft top with the top on it Master piece with the rocks on it Big broom with a mop on it Extendo clip, put a Glock on it (graow) Hotbox, got the cops on me Good dope, put a sock on it (dope) Try the gang, get popped on it [Hook: Quavo] I can not f** up the reup, coco, ski up Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid) I'm tellin' them n***as to D up (D up) Drop off, hardball Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa) Can't no work be stepped on (nah) None of my n***as gon' fall off Jumpin' out the trees with the ski's (with them ski's yeah) Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah) Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah) I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot)