Fredo Santana - f** You Up lyrics

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Fredo Santana - f** You Up lyrics

Turn up on the f**, n***a we don't give no f** We got thirties in the cut, where the f*ck you are? Turn up on the f**, n***a we don't give no f** We got thirties in the cut, where the f*ck you are? Squad Okay Hook: Turn up on the f**, n***a we don't give no f** We got thirties in the cut, where the f*ck you up? Turn up on the f**, n***a we don't give no f** We got thirties in the cut, where the f*ck you up? Where the f** you up? Where the f** you up? We got thirties in the cut, where the f*ck you up? We got thirties in the cut, where the f*ck you up? We got thirties in the cut, where the f*ck you up? .. in the cut, Fredo in the cut, sponsored links Pull up in the cut, shooting sh** up pull up to the club, shoot the sh** up, pull up in that Porsche, not the roof fall, red beem on this nose call em .Rudolf b**h is big soldier, yeah a big soldier, I didn't took over, pull up in the white rose bank color coke drink wippin with the soda, little dray and Fredo b**h we're taking over, SOD b**h, b**h, baby BBE b**h fresh as f** riding through this streets b**h, if a n***a talk he better know I'm packy, ready for the ashy, keep that n***a out the traffic, where the f*ck you up, f*ck you up, this is not a game, this is not a game hit a lick, lick, hop em not a change, I had to stack 20 racks in my f**ing chain, Fredo Tadoe soldier all this b**hes know my name. [Hook:] Pull up to the club with this thirties talk, I can real talk but shoot you up, we don't give a f*ck, we go nuts, been up in the field, no I'm the charts, I can ..all heart, we blame the chart, got the thirty on me, no like them bar, catch you in the field, it's a drill, rolling off for pill, this sh** is real, rolling up the molly while in the party pull off in the rari shoot up the party, now your man then, but b**h I'm sorry, b**h I'm from shut rat we go the hardest you know I walk, b**h don't get popped, rolling off the molly I smoke your top, b**h I love the flex, we run through checks shoot you with this tag right in your neck. [Hook:]

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