CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Give It Up

Yea
I bet lil' baby gon' give it up (mmm)
I say lil' shorty don’t f**k this up (mmm)
She do it proper attitude like she Madonna
She think it’s summer draped in that Balenciaga
Yea
You rappers trash go and give it up (mmm)
Act like the man but you b*t*h as f**k (mmm)
You ain’t do numbers how you here f**kin' up commas
The label you under showin' they really don’t want you

You ain’t want do all the things I did
Drop twenty pounds how’d I get like this
Moving alone I don’t need no b*t*h
I talk to god and he told me to get it
You boys is pathetic don’t come to my section
Blastin' these shots ain't no point in suppression
I know I'm really gon' see me some blessings on blessings on blessings
I ain’t just talkin' bout gettin' these stacks and
f**kin these b*t*hes and breaking they back
I'm talkin safety for all of the fam
Pray we stay healthy to enjoy the bands
Growin' up I always had me a plan
Snakes come around I’m not breaking no bread
Don’t want yo pu**y I’m takin' the head
I don’t do chasin' I replace instead