Sqad Up - Song Cry lyrics

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Sqad Up - Song Cry lyrics

[Lil' Wayne talking] Letz go boy...clap ya hands... [Chorus 2x] Man, i make the b**hes say...weezy make the hoes go.. And throw they W's up and say.....Young [Verse 1] If you know somebody hotta than me You don't know sh** Little whizzle wee, b**h i'm focus man See i got it slammed on the pokeys Watch i make my top disappear..hocus pocus Wait a minute... I'm f**ed up cause i can't get over somethin' But is it me or is my Bentley super sick on them bu*tons And i'm stunt'n in the dirty south We bang out..if you think itz a game when them thangs all out And i... aim at cha frame when them thangs drawn out And i....rang at cha brain I flip it when it come them flames And maann..ain't it a shame When ya names called out Fee got u on the news wit cha remains all out Ayy. ..the boy Wayne ball out My paper bigger I even got a few hundreds wit Franklin's baby pictures I'm a it take there wit u U b**h u Weezy the official..S-Q-A-D Yea... [Chorus 2x] [Verse 2] I'm the son of the stunna baby I stunts baby I get it up it up front in lumps every month baby I get enough cutz from s*utz So can u s** baby I piss so much nut I got b**hes coughin' up babies My Bentley my baby I make her climb over humps Wit her size 20 pumps baby Ice chunks in my fronts when i grunts baby And chickens cluck I pluck for free But all i want iz B I leave blood over beats Cause my heart speaks I seek guns if i beef...beef beef son If i beef 3 come If i beef..gotta keep my heat tugged in the crease Cause i reached my peak young in the streets I thug in the streets Hataz chew lead Understand i got big boy bread I leave crumbs you can eat I leave tiger streaks Where i spun in the streets W-E-E-Z-Y WEE [Chorus 2x] [Verse 3] People you are observin' 5 even honies So look at me different See me in the mean Lamborghini...look at me dimpin' See me wit a queen on my wing....look at me pimpin' Look at me wrong you dead.....wrong The lead music to my ears Make me pump it to ya headphones Take a liter black, this n***a wit red bones I gets my bread on I'm 19 with them 20's, but i'm a 100% up in the red zone I know the feds on Every since i copped that house and them two Bentleys The good is in me, the hood is in me Thats why every other 16, i scream 17 I got bling heavily Greasin' things glittery Interbeam and get inbetween and u sleepin' in misery Look at what the game did to me Therez gangsta in every bit of me FAT!!! [Chorus 2x]

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