FUPM (Stat Quo & Bobby Creekwater) - Alright Alright | Текст песни

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• FUPM (Stat Quo & Bobby Creekwater)
• Alright Alright

Kevin Hart (Intro):
My goal is at the end of this show is to have y'all all y'all sayin that shit for no reason at all; Shutup Bitch! Alright Alright Alright

Bobby Creekwater:
Okay
All I ever knew was never let a hoe affect revenue
I'm not really good at negotiations, I'm more so "this is what you better do"
I got love for those who got love for me
I got a lil bit of time and somewhere to be
I know some of y'all still ain't heard of me
Well I'm B-B-B-B-Bobby Creek
I like fast cars, fast women
Point guard, pass women
Me n my nigga drive girls insane, I will admit I crash women
Got one night, with a appetite
Swear I did the bitch just half the light
She got half the night to rock half the mic
She'll prolly remember this in the afterlife

See I love bad bitches

Girls with the red on the bottom of they heels
Au-naturale with real flat stomach and lil bitty booty but I love how it feel
Get on the mic get off my rocker
Still Bub, mom, big pun, and pop
Shit shawty wanna get cute don't stop her
She don't wanna fuck child nigga can't knock her
This year this hear loud and clear
we gon' be the reason that the crowd in here
I'ma be the reason that ya girl gettin' hoarse
I say go she say of course
Mean this shit you can hear it in my voice
Home with tha force but she left by choice
Some of y'all still ain't heard of me
Well I'm B-B-B-B-Bobby Creek

Chorus:
Lane switchin' (Alright, Alright)
Turnin' up (Alright, Alright)
I'm on fire (Alright, Alright)
Burnin' up (Alright, Alright)
Lookin' good (Alright, Alright)
Feelin' great (Alright, Alright)
Now watch me levitate (Alright, Alright, Alright)

Stat Quo:
Chorus

Baby I gotta keep eatin'
N make lames do the dishes
Postcard like smokin' kush in the pictures
These niggas photoshop for the bitches
Photoshop for the bitches!?
Money from Mithazene, fresher than listerine
Off for my score like a ? full of nicotine
Lovin' them girls who were down to do everything
I'm not the type to be wearin no wedding ring
Yes I need counseling (Yes I need counseling)
Teachers would tell me I wouldn't be shit
'Cause all I would do is just think about this
And rich I could get if I hit me a lick
I knew heaven exist been through hell and high water bout gettin these chips
Off of my whip on the purple n zip
Swaggin' swaggin' takin a trip
Puffin that fire laughin'
Music blastin, money, hoes, n rappin'
Is you kiddin' me? I Hulk Hogan these hoes
I Dusty Rhodes my shows, Rick Flair on these flows
? be askin' me bout my goals
Cam Newton when the check come
Wesley Snipes when the check gone
Tell baby momma don't call my home
Send her back n forth like ping pong
Hit my lawyer on the ringtone
Take it off of my theme song
Me I'm just gettin my lean on
Old school new school black brawn n Stat

Bobby Creekwater:
Chorus

Stat Quo
Chorus