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Dmoney Ent. - Up North Lyrics



Dmoney Ent. - Up North Lyrics




Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh

Came up in the projects, the youngin' whippin' Pyrex
Bitch, don't talk that shit, cause I'm wearin' the same hi tech
Up north, where them killers go, lil' bitch, I'm bout' to blow
Lil woadie bout' that action, talm bout my cousins in New York
2000 on that FN, please don't make me squeeze it
This cop told me to take my mugshot, I did it cheesin
I'm innocent, and can't nobody ever tell me different
Don't ever mention me and a bum in the same sentence

I'm on go (I'm on go)
What you know? (what you know?)
I came from trappin' (came from trappin)
Sellin' dope (sellin' dope)
I think sometimes, I don't know no better
I ain't workin' no nine-to-five for someone who think they better

Hustler at heart, can't ever take that away from me
15,000 spent on apparel, I did that faithfully
Been poppin' from the jump, them boys could never get next to me
I'm just tryna say, them niggas could not compare me

We don't do drive-bys, we do walk-ups
Shut off his TV, before he saw us
You such a pussy boy, you ain't gon' touch none
Niggas love talkin' on the net, but ain't gon' hurt none
(Nobody)
Bitch, I'm hotter than wasabi
Went to jail, who really got me?
I know DD and them woadies, got my back, no way around it
You can call me DD, DMoney, or the problem solver
Washing laundry with my bare hands, cause I couldn't get a deposit
(Shhhhhh)
You hear that?
After you done searchin, go to history and clear that
Switches on the back, so that bitch, you gon' hear that
Swish cheese the whole crew, now that nigga could never get back
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Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh

Came up in the projects, the youngin' whippin' Pyrex
Bitch, don't talk that shit, cause I'm wearin' the same hi tech
Up north, where them killers go, lil' bitch, I'm bout' to blow
Lil woadie bout' that action, talm bout my cousins in New York
2000 on that FN, please don't make me squeeze it
This cop told me to take my mugshot, I did it cheesin
I'm innocent, and can't nobody ever tell me different
Don't ever mention me and a bum in the same sentence

I'm on go (I'm on go)
What you know? (what you know?)
I came from trappin' (came from trappin)
Sellin' dope (sellin' dope)
I think sometimes, I don't know no better
I ain't workin' no nine-to-five for someone who think they better

Hustler at heart, can't ever take that away from me
15,000 spent on apparel, I did that faithfully
Been poppin' from the jump, them boys could never get next to me
I'm just tryna say, them niggas could not compare me

We don't do drive-bys, we do walk-ups
Shut off his TV, before he saw us
You such a pussy boy, you ain't gon' touch none
Niggas love talkin' on the net, but ain't gon' hurt none
(Nobody)
Bitch, I'm hotter than wasabi
Went to jail, who really got me?
I know DD and them woadies, got my back, no way around it
You can call me DD, DMoney, or the problem solver
Washing laundry with my bare hands, cause I couldn't get a deposit
(Shhhhhh)
You hear that?
After you done searchin, go to history and clear that
Switches on the back, so that bitch, you gon' hear that
Swish cheese the whole crew, now that nigga could never get back
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Writer: David Taveras
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: David Taveras
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