D-Mac - Fill Ur Cup Up lyrics

[Hook: Sage] Bad women in my VIP, my suit and T-I-E Money greener than my eyes Leave a n***a like me [?] God you're soaking, let me see You're moving like you know me Fill your cup up, shut up (x3) Shout out to the DJ (x4) [Verse 1: Dmac] Shout out to the DJ, turn up My record main cought up in traffic Booty moving like it's switching lanes Shout out to the DJ, turn up My record main crowd look like it's on opposite of riddeling Intercept you girl like a cornerback I'm Finnegan Hit it once let it go, now I'm fin' again Call me the winner man I get her all the dividends If it's good at nothing you know I might hit again Better watch your girl, I'm her man crush Monday She in my room, we play football every Sunday Bend it over hike, then I rush right Yelling touchdown we at it all night! [Hook] [Verse 3: Milla] Ball out, b**h Tom Ford, Hood Lord To your girl, you a bore So she called Thor Put the hammer down Real dick, no hand-me-down She twerk it on the wall Drop it down, pa** that a** around Bad women in my VIP, can I CID? If she wanna be with me I need that COD Sat her on my lap, said she wanna drink Shut up! I bought every bottle at the bar Get the club wetter Everybody know that I'm a star Cause my stack gain Milla used to balling all day That's a black game 100 rack thing that I drive on my day-to-day And my sh** lean on [?] [Hook] [Bridge: Jmaine] Woah girl, let me see you do that Upside down let me see that booty clap [Hook]