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  • DESIIGNER – Up lyrics

    Shut the fuck up…!
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

    I been riding through the city
    They tryna fuck my night up
    A lot of shit that I hold down
    It’s time that I bring right up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    And I’ma live it right up
    There’s lotta shit that I hold down
    Hey, I’ma bring it right up
    They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
    I get it right up, I Iive it right up
    I hold shit down, but pick it right up
    Cause I live right up, I get it night up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    Cause niggas living like us
    I said time to hold shit down
    But they gon’ fuck the night up

    Right up, right up
    Pipe up, pipes up
    Skypes up, skies up
    I see stars, there’s no limit
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, moving right up
    Hold on, they can’t stop us

    I been riding through the city
    They tryna fuck my night up
    A lot of shit that I hold down
    It’s time that I bring right up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    And I’ma live it right up
    There’s lotta shit that I hold down
    Hey, I’ma bring it right up
    They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
    I get it right up, I Iive it right up
    I hold shit down, but pick it right up
    Cause I live right up, I get it night up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    Cause niggas living like us
    I said time to hold shit down
    But they gon’ fuck the night up

    I roll delivery
    I stroll different
    Keep it all different
    Yeah I pose different
    My time lavish, my time lavish
    Miss Jackson, Tom Braxy
    Super savage, super savage
    Champion, who’s that girl?
    Times one, little fun

    I been riding through the city
    They tryna fuck my night up
    A lot of shit that I hold down
    It’s time that I bring right up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    And I’ma live it right up
    There’s lotta shit that I hold down
    Hey, I’ma bring it right up
    They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
    I get it right up, I Iive it right up
    I hold shit down, but pick it right up
    Cause I live right up, I get it night up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    Cause niggas living like us
    I said time to hold shit down
    But they gon’ fuck the night up

    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up


  • Desiigner – Up

    [Intro: Three 6 Mafia]
    Shut the fuck up!
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

    [Chorus: Desiigner]
    I been riding through the city
    They tryna fuck my night up
    A lot of shit that I hold down
    It’s time that I bring right up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    And I’ma live it right up
    There’s lotta shit that I hold down
    Hey, I’ma bring it right up
    They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
    I get it right up, I Iive it right up
    I hold shit down, but pick it right up
    Cause I live right up, I get it night up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    Cause niggas living like us
    I said time to hold shit down
    But they gon’ fuck the night up

    [Verse 1: Desiigner]
    Right up, right up
    Pipe up, pipes up
    Skypes up, skies up
    I see stars, there’s no limit
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, moving right up
    Hold on, they can’t stop us

    [Chorus: Desiigner]
    I been riding through the city
    They tryna fuck my night up
    A lot of shit that I hold down
    It’s time that I bring right up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    And I’ma live it right up
    There’s lotta shit that I hold down
    Hey, I’ma bring it right up
    They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
    I get it right up, I Iive it right up
    I hold shit down, but pick it right up
    Cause I live right up, I get it night up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    Cause niggas living like us
    I said time to hold shit down
    But they gon’ fuck the night up

    [Verse 2: Desiigner]
    I roll delivery
    I stroll different
    Keep it all different
    Yeah I pose different
    My time lavish, my time lavish
    Miss Jackson, Tom Braxy
    Super savage, super savage
    Champion, who’s that girl?
    Times one, little fun

    [Chorus: Desiigner]
    I been riding through the city
    They tryna fuck my night up
    A lot of shit that I hold down
    It’s time that I bring right up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    And I’ma live it right up
    There’s lotta shit that I hold down
    Hey, I’ma bring it right up
    They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
    I get it right up, I Iive it right up
    I hold shit down, but pick it right up
    Cause I live right up, I get it night up
    I’ma get rich, get rich
    Cause niggas living like us
    I said time to hold shit down
    But they gon’ fuck the night up

    [Outro: Three 6 Mafia]
    Shut the fuck u!
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
    Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up


  • Red Cafe – She A Bad One (Remix) (feat. Cardi B) letras

    [Hook: Red Cafe]
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one

    [Verse 1: Red Cafe]
    Down girl from the city, she a bad one
    Ass on G wagon, she with the action
    Told me I was call her nasty, Miss Jackson
    Everything designer, she with the fashion
    Oh yeah, ooh, she ’bout her bankrolls
    Slim, thick, ooh, I need a sample
    She smart, not just a pretty face
    Make it pop, earthquake, girl you my taste
    Oh yeah, ooh, she a leather boss
    Macaveli, ooh, I’m a outlaw
    Most wanted, ooh, you want my hit list
    Putting in work on fitness, I’m fucking with you
    [Hook: Red Cafe]
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one

    [Verse 2: Cardi B]
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch
    Looking bad, bitch alert cause he trashing the dirt
    Facts ain’t get hurt, took trash in the Merc
    Scratch what you heard, these hands fast and they work
    So what’s popping trig?
    Got a shiny Cartier every time I’m walking in
    That’s that bad bitch alert, they know what time it is
    Ass in bezerk, can’t get enough of it
    I like commas, commas, commas
    Put that ring, too much drama, drama, drama
    And I put that on my mama, mama, mama
    If the bitch try me, I’mma find her, find her, find her

    [Hook: Red Cafe]
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one

    [Verse 3: E-40]
    Lady boss, hella pretty
    I bet that pussy slap, thick like she from Mississippi
    Bitch hella bad, nipples poking out her shirt
    They hella mad, they wanna find her cause they hurt
    Jealous house, ball in they Griffin club
    Your pantyhose, magazine, holster shows
    Centrefolds, booty cheeks and stripper poles
    Decimals, tricking niggas throw some more
    Sophisticated, she a Delta
    AKA say
    Highly educated
    Bad bitch alert, the gang celebrate it

    [Hook: Red Cafe]
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one

    [Verse 4: Red Cafe]
    In that ass department, that girl a heavyweight
    What your dick load and she levitate
    Shawty hop up on the pole and she demonstrate
    I bet you never get some bands that’ll generate
    Girl you got a whole lot
    Sitting in them leggings, how you carry that around?
    You bring it a whole lot
    Bad bitch alert, she got a million dollar box
    Gon’ keep your glass full, all the bitches swerve
    I’mma need a Rolls Royce to handle the curves
    Oh yeah, she a bad one, you got the boomerang
    When they turn to stalkers, she on a newer thang

    [Hook: Red Cafe]
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Bad bitch alert, bad bitch alert
    Oh yeah, she a bad one
    Oh yeah, she a bad one