B.o.B.
T-Pain & B.o.B. - Up Down (Do This All Day) songtekst
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I ain’t even know it (even know it) Even know it (Know it) Teddy to the stage Seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it) Th- throw it (throw it) Throwing that ass for days Booty going Up-Down I ain’t got no problem spending all of my money Trying to see what’s up now I can do this all day like it ain’t nothing Black car, party in the back yard, Shorty got the black bra showing (black bra showing) Tatted up, ass fat enough She a bad bitch and she already know it (Yeah she know it) Yeah she know it, Yeah yeah she know it She a bad bitch and she already know it (Yeah she know it) Yeah she know it, Yeah yeah she know it She gon’ make me spend some money on it Whole bank account and I’ll blow it Go do a show then With some more ends Pockets bigger than a Samoan I’m at the stage every time shorty go in Shorty go in, shorty shorty go in Booty hit the floor then, Slow motion I’m so gone off Patrone I don’t know how I’m getting home later on like Shorty thick , thicker than a snicker Every time she do it it’s for me and my niggas And her friend do it with her She don’t even like girls but a stack will make her kiss her (Go on Kiss her) Go on Kiss her, Go on Go on Kiss her (Go on Kiss her) She don’t even like girls but a stack will make her kiss her (Go on Kiss her) Go on Kiss her, Go on Go on Kiss her (Go on Kiss her) She keep fucking around I’ll launch this missile She make it drop then jiggle Yeah, Shorty And you know it Look at how she throw it If it get any bigger baby girl gon’ have to tow it, tow it Sitting on them M’s like Floyd but She lied to you if she said I paid for it Nigga 99 broads, 99 broads Panoramic view from the 99th floor I’m like My Lord When she down on all fours Got a hood bitch with me, She ain’t scared of taking charge Well I ain’t buying a car You ain’t know what you saw She adjusted them broads And lightened up a cigar They was riding me off Know I ride like a star I just sit back and laugh the irony of it all Let them bands go, let them bands go Watch a nigga Throw a grand of soap On that cameltoe And be like ‘Damn boy, why you cuffing that ho?’ The whole team smashed her and you ain’t even know