C-Pain - f** This sh** Up lyrics

[Hook: ] n***a I gotta say this cause My homies are stoned Aura gold shirt and a drink with some cold b**hes on my dick till the feds pick me up My n***as goin wild so we f** this sh** up f** this sh** up f** this sh** up n***a f** this sh** up b**hes on my dick so we f** this sh** up f** this sh** up f** this sh** up n***a We f** this sh** up [Verse 1: ] First verse n***a Betta pay attention I turn it up a notch b**h Do you feel the tension The b**hes on the dancefloor be all fashionless n***a I'mma take they panties of They have nice legs n***a Pop them pills I be in da club with them motherf**in' sk**s If n***as ask where I live You be pointin' to the hills 3-7-0 gang n***a you know we hella thrill Our sh** gone hella k** At my crib with skinny b**hes they be waitin' for my cheddar Them other n***as new cats But I'm a f**in' jaguar I got b**hes Skinny b**hes Time to switch it Switchin b**hes b**hin snitches Ain't gone snitch this n***a we need more b**hes Shawty shakin' that a** Makes me wanna make it clap When I dropped my first verse She was already full of crack You got a duckface b**h I ain't gonna snap back I want yo a** yeah your body Not yo problems you got that Slow down the track For them n***as who can't hack Cause I just dropped to this sh** And n***a I ain't done yet I got b**hes on both boats But I'm still f**in' bored These hoes be goin' hard cause I'm on board n***a [Hook: ] n***a I gotta say this cause My homies are stoned Aura gold shirt and a drink with some cold b**hes on my dick till the feds pick me up My n***as goin wild so we f** this sh** up f** this sh** up f** this sh** up n***a f** this sh** up b**hes on my dick so we f** this sh** up f** this sh** up f** this sh** up n***a We f** this sh** up [Verse 2:] Codeine no c**aine We sippin' we g**n Drunk and high at the same time No time for a restrain These b**hes at my crib They be smokin' and drinkin' Even dykes on my dick What the f** was I thinkin' I be makin' money n***a Send my sh** to Belfius Cause I'm born in Belgium My b**h she brazilian And my money short n***a I still ain't got a million Too much money ain't enough Matter fact I want a billion With my mind on my money And my money on the bank I be that jiggy n***a My second name be swa*k I always knew I'd make it Her favourite jeans is naked You could tell me I got luck But I will always say I make it They threw me in the game And I landed on my feet I'm a freerunnin' n***a but I still got all my teeth I think I got a talent for gettin' diggits Matter fact I got a talent for f**in' b**hes I'm always fly as f** You can't pluck my feathers p**y money weed n***a That's all that matters Them other n***as jealous Cause they love my accapellas Your sh**'s no school n***a We don't care bout what you tell us These bustas think they gangstas But they just prankstars They be talkin' pistol poppin' But they never popped nothin' No juice for these fake The music we make Gone make all these b**hes levitate To me they just featherweight I be ready to slay em So get the f** out the way You don't wanna be playin To me your wack like aunt May What the f** is you sayin' I just turned super saiyen Hoe shut the f** up Cause I'm ready for mayhem [Hook:] n***a I gotta say this cause My homies are stoned Aura gold shirt and a drink with some cold b**hes on my dick till the feds pick me up My n***as goin wild so we f** this sh** up f** this sh** up f** this sh** up n***a f** this sh** up b**hes on my dick so we f** this sh** up f** this sh** up f** this sh** up n***a We f** this sh** up