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Tear it up, it up, yeah
Tear it up, it up, yeah
Tear it up, it up, yo
we go now, here we go

So don't make me it up
You know I don't a fuck
And I ain't here to shake up
But I got my on my gun

So make me tear it up
You I don't give a fuck
And I ain't to shake things up
But I got my on my gun

I beat the pussy up Ying-Yang
Put it right like Ching-Chang, you know I make her shit bang
You know I don't give a about your first name
I wanna lock that ass like a motherfucking chain

Tear it up, up and throw it up
And tear up the floor like you give a fuck
I know you got heels on, I what y'all feel on
They caught us riding dirtier than bumping Camillion

I got a bounty on my just for reppin' undead
Because I'm freakin' on sister and I'm ramming her friend
And what the fuck you
I'm tryin' to make 'em sweat like a motherfuckin' meet

J-D-O-G, I got your on a leash
I got her feinin', the whole screamin'
Shake it a what? Fuck you HU crew
We don't give a fuck, what?

So don't me tear it up
You know I don't a fuck
And I ain't here to things up
But I got my on my gun

So don't make me it up
You know I don't give a
And I ain't here to shake up
But I got my on my gun

it like a what? Fuck you
Shake it like a Fuck you
Shake it like a what? you
Shake it a what? Fuck you

No, I ain't a gangsta, don't pack a
keep runnin' mouth, motherfuckers catch a fistful
Guided a missile from two bottles of Jack
That I in the back of an '88 Cadillac

It's 3, Johnny sees what Johnny needs
Johnny breathes weed, Johnny don't see anything
Johnny buys drink, Johnny winks and thinks
Johnny dance floor like roller rink

Jump up down, in the H-tag, get down
To the sound that's bound, to make the motherfucking crowd
see you move, yeah, move to the music
Wanna see you booze, yeah, booze 'til you it

See bitch, ass, get smacked to the mat
Slap back, get thrown out the
Watch your back through the backdoor, back to the floor
Gotta gotta get my, gotta, get more

So make me tear it up
You know I don't give a
And I ain't here to shake up
But I got my on my gun

So don't me tear it up
You know I don't a fuck
And I ain't here to things up
But I got my on my gun

Hell yeah, motherfucker, it up
Turn it up, focus 3, you Jeff Peters
Fuck you, Mike Reneau, up in this bitch
You write it down, fuck, yeah