Kurious
Kurious - Uptown Shit lyrics
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[Kurious] Kurious sparks the buddha, shit act like you knew the The game fuck the fame shit is lame rather do the bump bumpety bump with a stuntety stunt Don't forget my name bitch, I got what you want Can't front on the man known to say "Yea yea" It's the Puerto Rican wonder motherfucker don't stare If you're vision's 20/20 best believe I got plenty for that ass -- ha ha, you know the steelo Kilos ain't flipped so my ass is broke Catch me on two-five, steamin the choke Like the sauna word is bond I, step to a hoochie That's the word for it, try to kick it honey diss me I ignore it, sorta like the water is dense Bitch think a nigga's rich, it don't make sense Little brother The Omen hit up some shit that's fit Represent for the peeps on some Uptown Shit Chorus: repeat 2X Yo it's the Uptown Shit - it's the Uptown Shit Check the Uptown Shit - strictly Uptown Shit Yo it's the Uptown Shit - it's the Uptown Shit Check the Uptown Shit - strictly Uptown Shit [The Omen] Yeah! Skull snaps now I'm the pimp Comin straight, it's The Omen with that Uptown Shit Stride's kinda humble, stays cool with the strut Graze a big butt, I step back, then I nut Damn! I wish I got her but fuck the bitch I flip with a twitch, pulls a nigga that's rich So, I steps cool, acts like I know Step to the block and join in some cee-lo I roll 6-6-6 with the tricks cause it's fixed Your head is banged so I got you in the mix I spit the pul-like-a-pit Now I'm leavin you.. on some Uptown Shit [Kadi] Ha ha, check me out as the third introduct Niggaz talkin the lip, but I don't give a fuck It's the Uptown Shit, where honies shake their hips And the fellas try to dip, in the Miracle Whip One time it's the Rican with the low haircut With the bitches that fuck, then swallow the nut Straight facts from a cat who will give you the scoop I be Knockin more Boots than that H-Town group So give me mine Poppa Duka when I race your Koopa Troopa in a, Mario Kart, niggaz dread me from the start Don't fuck around kid if you ain't prepared Cause a nigga whose scared, is a nigga who ain't there! Chorus [Kurious] Check it out There it is, hear the sound, got a blunt, bust me down Forty-five, no St. Ide's, it's the wines that I dine Chickenhead shit is dead, you're gettin me fed Slide up the block I hear, "WHATTUP KID?" Yeah yeah, Kurious, save the mess for the rest Known for takin buddha sess, straight to the chest Slide to the rucka every week's the same Strictly checkin for ass, motherfuck the game Pysch, I sneak a peak at my main man Tone Only bitches I sweat, is the bitches that bone Puffin on a loose bitch exhale fast I throw my dick in your mouth Have you blowin rings out your fuckin ass.. .. til it's time to quit Whattup to Big Trey on some Uptown Shit Chorus w/ variations