Fuck It Up
Felicity Estelle
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Pick your pockets watch your baby boy shoot pocket rockets Ima mix the watchmen tell your brother I'm on top his top man Ima flip the watches, call your boys what time they know what's poppin Ima break it in, i'll kick that lock Call that a pop it lock it I'll flip it up n bring it back because i be on timing Ima mix it up I'll call my ladies tell 'em shoot they shot n A brotha actin up just put his money where his mouth is Ima f*ck it up soon as they learn about how i be comin Ima run it up because I do it how i do If you got a problem promise you ain't got a clue N i know you ain't a straight a student but you ain't a fool Now fellas watch yo step ladies let's show them how we do maybe Break ya back spin on a pole show how it go now Put on a dress put on a wig put on a show now Nobody here nobody see nobody know now Do what you do pick up a check go hit the flo won't you F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye Run it up bitch Run it up bitch Run it up bitch, aye Bag it up bitch Bag it up bitch Bag it up bitch, aye F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye aye F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye Show them how you move i wanna see just what you do Don't do it for me baby girl do it just for you now F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye aye F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye Hit it one more time i wanna see that shit on camera Whip it throw it back ok you do it with no hands huh? He say he like me wit no clothes on, ok Guess I'll just throw away this chiffon, don't play Don't get to actin stupid come on, okay If you're the king then call me the don Flip it n pack it up quick when i get it you know that I'm stackin these dollars up Stick to the mantra while margins are greater of people who actually give a f*ck Turn on your head n your heels in your heart i know that you be feelin that hollow gun Now get on your knees n repent to the one n the only you know where we comin from F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye Run it up bitch Run it up bitch Run it up bitch, aye Bag it up bitch Bag it up bitch Bag it up bitch, aye F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye aye F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye Show them how you move i wanna see just what you do Don't do it for me baby girl do it just for you now F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye aye F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch F*ck it up bitch, aye Hit it one more time i wanna see that shit on camera Whip it throw it back ok you do it with no hands huh Ok she do it wit no hands huh Ok she do it wit no hands (Ayo y'all seen that)
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