Marcus Manchild - STR8 UP lyrics

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Marcus Manchild - STR8 UP lyrics

Yeah I got it from the bottom n***a straight up Broke boy I get you way up f** the b**h til it lay up In LA balling on her like a laker Got some n***as that will sue you like a weather I aint doin no favor f** the who*e you better pay up f** that hater, f** that hater, f** that hater Hold on, young ball thats a burden Where I live its a burden, young boy still working Soaring like the secret service So, fake n***a make me nervous Ooh broke n***a still hurt Im like yes you are and I know why Cuz your b**h always want this type of guy Me and my n***as put dick in your wife I swear to God we f** her alive Got me some money and move after Katy Stay on green house thats right before fry Every time that we all up in the club Its the light sure and they aint turn no life Turbo life, turbo life, kicking that flavor but no simmarise My n***a aint as a weather, we dont wanna ride We kick it ? we try all the way out Say we live here like sheathe, bugggin that b**h as a ? Dont bang and ? I got all the way up Told you we live here like str & up I got the bottles here, I got the models here They do like str & up I got the bottle here, I got the model her Smoking and spread against Zipping more Activis My b**h is k**ing b**hes like terrorist ? All of these women woarmin of my? I feel like you helf ? Slaim any b**hes for rich and for ? b**h Im bout the rolles, ? with the scope My n***a just lose the hores Zip it and catch it then selling dopes Str8 they use to be me will get down on the key Now a n***a wear bad ? from the sea Im the greatest of Salley My n***a playing with a weather We dont wanna lie, we dont wanna ? Said they living til the str8 up Dont pay no money and they on to way up Told they living til they str8 up Ill do like str8 up I got the bottles here, bottles here I got the models here Say what you doing like str8 up I got the bottles here, bottles here I got the models here I keep the models here like water Souse in that cash and get it all Aint keep it back, got the bad feel And the n***as not sleeping on the ag Get the sh** bad like the ? name John Thats in the way to the microphone I call homie and you leave me alone Str8 up, f**, p**y n***a turn it way down and get you hit up Haters streets we ball n***a ? On my risk n***a rolling with the ? Laying off the act, f** it as the ? My n***a dont pa** to me Bad b**h give me free ? I got the red bottom and just say ? In the motherf**ing club, str8 up