bailey - U C It lyrics

[Hook ]: Scraper on dubs (U C IT) Going dummy in the club (U C IT) Switching four lanes (U C IT) Im a boss in the game {in the game, in the game}(U C IT) [VERSE 1:] Yea, in the bay, we dance a little different Ridin on thangs, puffin on Grimace U c it, no we ain't lossed this Still stay saucy, beats be the hardest Regardless, you already know Now you dont see how dumb Bailey gone go For the fellas who gettin money and skirtin up the blocks To the breezies who get attention for twirkin it a lot Big street, and I bush you rhymes like rocks In the YaY we go hard, motha f**a juss watch{juss watch} U C IT, catch a playa speedin Heavily seasoned, showin my gold ones gleamin Ain't nobody gettin wit us, {i heard that} Put me in arena or club,{turn that} From the hills to tha flats, they keepin my g stacked Lookin where the freaks at,{freaks at} C THAT [Hook: x2] [VERSE 2:] Y'all know what it do U C IT Howeva we move they move im leading Well known fly ho getter All about my chedda square a** n***a Hatin on a player we boss up 4 lanes swanger Pullin at the rump in the area meet danger Now we going dumb in the club makin it crack In fact after that you see the parkin lot packed Buick Chevrolets Vans and Cadilacs 3-twelves in the back you see thats slap Yea its the area man The realist unique place in America man Out of townas come around you can see us do alot With our middle fingas up out the window like Pac U C IT its a art where we from Come on lets start go dumb-duh-dumb dumb [Hook: x2] Yadida naw dont stop move ya head like this and hop Go bailey right up out to moe gettin stewie with the flow You newy a blow accumulating dough Its nothing to a boss U C IT When I say that I'mma make it happen yea I mean it Some of my g's own what wit they eyes gleamin Leanin, and on my way to stardom please believe it [Hook: x2]