Look up @ the Score
Derrick Wyatt
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Written By: Derrick Wyatt Baby girl I’m just jumping on this thing Stop chasing I don’t want a wedding ring Start flexing I just want a pinky ring Feel like Drizzy just want your pretty ting Listen up b, go ahead and take a seat D, put me on this motha’ fuckin’ heat Beat Life Style, with this fire ass beat Take your shoes off, like I knocked u off your feet Damn girl, u gonna drop it like it’s hot? Come on thru baby, Ima bring you to the spot Ima spin u ‘round, like I’m cooking in the pot Me and all my n***** we just stuntin’ in the lot Me and all my n***** we just bust down on the floor Turn around n**** and look up at the score 28 to 3, Atlanta do you want sum more? 28 to 3, Atlanta do you want sum more? Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Turn around n**** and look up at the score ‘Bout to get my degree, I ain’t no baby Griff sis real freaky, I call her Sadie Yeah, in the casino scoring Lucky 7’s BTyme, always bragging bout his new 11’s Now, I know you didn’t think I had this Yeah, you didn’t know anything about this This fresh to my head like a mentos Cookin’ in the kitchen smellin’ like french toast Woah, yeah, this shit hard N***** wanna see me, on the boulevard Asking all the fans, do you want sum more Got my main man Wes dancin on the floor and I’m coolin’, got my shorty askin’ why I’m foolin’, in the middle of the dash and I’m bout to spend my cash while Beezy in the back and he bout to steal the stash police pullin’ up and we running like the flash And we gone Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Turn around n**** and look up at the score Dont call it a comeback this the first time Got the big bro sippin’ on the lemon lime Yo JP, you my brother Different daddy, different momma, but the same brother Crazy how people try to call me lazy But ain’t half of y’all gonna make like me I’m behind doors putting in the work, in the shadows in the dark and I’m tryna make it work Gotta make it out for the whole family From the 352, to the fantasy There’s a different life that we wanna live No more month to month thats the way we want us all to live With no struggle, almost time for the lil bro to join the huddle, For the whole plan where we tryna get up from the floor, Got the haters looking back tryna see the whole score And I’m screaming loud do you niggas want sum more? Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Do you, Do you, Do you want sum more? Turn around n**** and look up at the score
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