Hype Me Up

(I ain't playing with you) (Yeah) (You see the vibes lil bitch) I feel like I feel like I gotta get back in my bag again To the point where I'm making hoes mad again Every time I step out a bitch sad again I been quiet too long now I'm tired of them I know shorty still mad she couldn't eat the kitty And I ain't beefin with no bitch that fucked the whole city This shit could go real calm or it could get gritty Ain't fucked a high classed nigga if it ain't fifty Pretty bitch I keep it calm in my fashion nova But you ugly you gotta spend 10 racks and ova How can I lose I'm legendary like nas and nova I'm tired of schoolin you bitches now class is over I could go Givenchy down to the socks honey And every time you see me bitch I know you smell money Nice shape caramel with a flat tummy Make ugly bitches sick and act funny Spit pon it split pon it You know mi like it nasty before me sit pon it A mi tell unuh fi bum pon it Cack it up bike back vroom vroom pon it Nuh mix Nike with a Adidas Inches to my back nice features Mi can wear heels or sneakers Mi mek hits after hits like Adidja Hype me up Hype me up And anybody weh mi fuck them haffi wife me up Grab me throat tie mi up Bend mi over backshot mi like it rough Hype me up Hype me up And anybody weh mi fuck them haffi wife me up Grab me throat tie mi up Bend mi over backshot mi like it rough (This girl is crazy) (She did it again tho)