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Up Up And Away (Explicit)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Timbaland
Timbaland
Programming
Wizz Dumb
Wizz Dumb
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B. Deener
B. Deener
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wizz Dumb
Wizz Dumb
Producer
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Michael “BANGER” Cadahia
Recording Engineer
Edward "JewFro" Lidow
Edward "JewFro" Lidow
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brandon Jones
Brandon Jones
Assistant Recording Engineer
Alexander Dilliplane
Alexander Dilliplane
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

Up, up and away Up, up and away Up, up, up and away Up (yeah) I'm about to go, up, up and away Dick in your mouth, fuck what you say You sweet as pie, a muffin and cake Dick in her mouth, I'm fucking her face Live for the night, sleep in the day Get high as fuck, sleep it away I am a dog, you sheep in the gate Pussy, mm, how sweet is the taste? Gun to your head, what you keep in the safe? Weezy, bitch, I'm deep in the space Floating away like a leaf in the lake I'm gone like delete and erase Talk that shit, I walk that shit Pills, weed, all that shit If the bitch is bad, I'ma call that bitch Get pussy, ass, all that shit Mmh, what they talking about? I go hard they soft as a couch I'm running 'em in and walking 'em out Cars so cold I park in the house Flows so raw, this beat is pregnant Flow so tight, it's yeast infected Kill 'em all when they least expect it Money tall, Lisa Leslie YMCMB connection Rappers is what I eat for breakfast Running up in my sheets is sexy If she ain't fucking she can exit Gun tucked in the waist I'll buss in ya face I ain't got nothing to say But up, up and away Up, up and away, up, up and away Man, I'm so high, I come down in a couple of days Up, up and away (yeah), up, up and away (yeah) Man, I'm so high, I come down in a couple of days Weezy (yeah) where ya going? (Up) You're going a little bit too far (haha) Ain't this a bitch, I just saw my bitch kiss a bitch You're lucky I don't kill yo' ass But you can still get pistol whipped Sharper than a pencil tip Bitch, don't even fix ya lip .40 cal with the extended clip Ain't gon be no incident Skinny jeans, red Vans Skully on, money long Her mouth is like my house so I guess you can say I'm coming home You're wylin' out, then were riding out, now you're hiding out, honeycomb I'm laughing to the bank like I just broke my fucking funny bone What's really good five? I'm over here smoking that really good fire Eyes so low I look blind But the stove on my waist cook fine I be with niggas that took lives And niggas that'll take it outside And niggas that'll take it to your crib Take the baby out the crib and rape the housewives I'm gon' get so wasted they gon' have to carry me out this bitch I took over this rap shit, these rappers are just my hostages Let's cut to the chase My bitch no habla ingles But I ain't got nothing to say But up, up and away Up, up and away, up, up and away Man, I'm so high, I come down in a couple of days Up, up and away, up, up and away Man, I'm so high, I come down in a couple of days Weezy (yeah) Where you going? (Ha) You're going a little bit too far Up, up and away (up, up and away) Up, up and away (up, up and away) Up, up and away (up, up and away) Fuck with a nigga, if you fuck with a nigga Fuck with me, good luck to the nigga Straps on deck, so fuck that nigga Leave you looking like lightening struck that nigga Racks on deck, I'm rich as shit I'm calling my bitch the shit Walking 'round on my fucking shit I done did everything on my bucket list Fuck that shit, I'm Superbad I don't give a Hoover damn Man, I son all these niggas, they should have a stupid tan Ha, President Carter, vote for Lil Wayne Sit your five dollar ass down 'fore I make change I'm pumping ya brakes I'm jumping the gates And I ain't got nothing to say But up, up and away Weezy, where you going? You're going a little bit too far Up, up and away (up, up and away) Up, up and away (up, up and away) Up, up and away (up, up and away) Up, up and away (up, up and away) Up, up and away (up, up and away) Man, I'm so high, I come down in a couple of days Up, up and away (up, up and away) Up, up and away (up, up and away) Man, I'm so high, I come down in a couple of days Come here, I might need you You might have to tickle me or something I need to smoke a cigarette
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Dwayne Carter, Brandon Everett Deener Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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