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lirik lagu fuck it up – shoreline mafia

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[intro]
pull some of that bass out, bruce

[chorus: mike sherm]
f*ck it up, b*tch, do it on the d*ck
blow her back quick but i never been a trick
i’m in her living room, back*to*back with your b*tch
she only let me hit it ’cause a n*gga got hits (ron*ron, do that sh*t)
f*ck it up, b*tch, do it on the d*ck
blow her back quick but i never been a trick
i’m in her living room, back*to*back with your b*tch
she only let me hit it ’cause a n*gga got hits

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
i’ma let a b*tch choose, you gon’ pick her out (pick her out)
you gon’ put her on your page, i’m gon’ dig her out (dig her out)
you gon’ cuddle with the b*tch, i’m finna kick her out (finna kick her out)
gettin’ money, f*ckin’ b*tches, what a n*gga ’bout (that’s what a n*gga ’bout)
f*ck it up, b*tch, do it on the d*ck (on the d*ck)
she only let me hit it ’cause a n*gga got rich (’cause i’m rich)
i’ve been sippin’ lean like a n*gga got sick (like i’m sick)
you pull up with yo’ homie like that n*gga ain’t snitched (ayy, ayy)
i keep a glock with a drum, call it nick cannon (drumline)
you gon’ let her in your car, i leave the b*tch stranded (ayy)
i’m a real heartbreaker, leave a b*tch damaged
like a magic show, i’m finna make a b*tch vanish (a b*tch vanish)
i got commas in my bank like a phone number (phone number)
she keep calling me, i say she got the wrong number (ayy)
i got commas in my bank like a phone number (like a phone number)
she keep calling me, i say she got the wrong number (wrong number)

[chorus: mike sherm]
f*ck it up, b*tch, do it on the d*ck
blow her back quick but i never been a trick
i’m in her living room, back*to*back with your b*tch
she only let me hit it ’cause a n*gga got hits
f*ck it up, b*tch, do it on the d*ck
blow her back quick but i never been a trick
i’m in her living room, back*to*back with your b*tch
she only let me hit it ’cause a n*gga got hits

[verse 2: mike sherm]
i’m on my bankroll, finna bang it out
get straight to the f*ckin’, we ain’t makin’ out
only hit one time, now she ain’t allowed
had to f*ck her in the whip, i can’t show the house
since i gained a couple pounds, i can’t chase a b*tch
i’ll take a b*tch phone, tryna take a fl!ck
she been plottin’ on this d*ck, now she make a list
the way i hit it from the back how you make a kid
you heard a n*gga got a bag, what it look like?
spent sixty on the whip, this the good life
made ten in a day, it’s a good night
no gram lit with no car, they don’t live right
tryna tell me ’bout yo’ life, b*tch, shut it up
i’m tryna bust a quick nut just to sum it up
before i ever hit a b*tch, gotta buckle up
i’ll turn a b*tch out, f*ck turnin’ up

[chorus: mike sherm]
f*ck it up, b*tch, do it on the d*ck
blow her back quick but i never been a trick
i’m in her living room, back*to*back with your b*tch
she only let me hit it ’cause a n*gga got hits
f*ck it up, b*tch, do it on the d*ck
blow her back quick but i never been a trick
i’m in her living room, back*to*back with your b*tch
she only let me hit it ’cause a n*gga got hits

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