Lyrics

Everybody cups up Everybody fuck up (Fucked up) Fi di girls mi got loves If you know what I mean She say Addi love fuck Get yuh pussy pumped up (Belly pumped up) Fi di thugs mi got drugs If you know what I mean Dark shades & mi white T's Pick up mi car keys Cuban link & mi Nike's When di girl see we dem say we white eeh, hype eeh See mi & a come a beg a light, gyal yuh right I will be yuh buddy fi di night Yuh no regular yuh like a Porsche or a kite Tell God bless yuh every night Inna me prayers Couple million inna di Louis bag We still a beat dem bad WorlBoss, 6ixBoss, dem a mad Gaza nation a beat dem bad Bwoy dem a gwaan like gyal, a weh yuh pad? Mi no affi brag, your gal a gi wi job (Ooh) Gaza! 6ixx nation a beat dem bad Fi wi world Three leather belt, two matic & a mag We still a beat dem bad Drive out inna di Jag, watch di rest a dem a jog Running from the mob (Know dem a mad) Affi mek it inna life Money a mi slave a it mi colonize Mi no see no tired hustle, dollar sign Who a sell 'e weed? A know a fire time Tell Optimus a higher prime Dis a one yah have mi nose Big belly matic weh nuh leff under mi clothes Topple dem like dominoes Rodney show Mi out fi lock di globe Suite inna Paris inna Versace robe Gyal below, I got di code Browning foot deh pan di dashboard Inna har draws weh she got di Glock load Portmore ye, di wul a back road Anytime di team roll out ye wi block road Gyal tek a to phone tek mi snap code Do we owna thing & keep it relevant doh Keep we ease on, anuh elephant toe Hehe Everybody cups up (Cups up, cups up) Everybody fuck up (Fucked up, fucked up) (Everybody fuck up) (Everybody cups up)
Writer(s): Adidja Azim Palmer, Andrae Mouric Whittaker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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