PaPa BrEEzY - Cuffed Up (Prod. JpBeatz) Lyrics

Uh
What
Hold on
Look aye

Uh
Wait, shawty say that I be tripping
If I peep she in this club like a bald fade I'm dipping
We can't leave the club we turnt up
I pop out I get home sickness
If I pop out with this blicky I'ma end that boy with quickness
That boy poured up since noon I been pouring up since Christmas
This lil bitch tryna f*ck I put babygirl on the hit list
We like two peas in a pod before I popped I was already hitting
We like two shoes in a box she say Louie and I say Christian

Yeah, yeah
In this club don't pay admission
If we step out of this building them hoes get to acting different
Told them boys to pay attention if they trying to make millions
Turn cold
Ice in my veins I'm bold
I lift guns up out the holster
I lift guns just to get swole
To know exactly how I felt when i was down bad
Then we gotta switch roles
Yeah, yeah like a submarine implode
I got baby on me shaking ass
Mission accomplished personal goal

I hit shawty up to slide
Ubermeats and she ride
I pull up late at night
Two hours past eleven o'five
One AM she catch that pipe
Two-thirty AM we spin the Benz
She want this shit for life
I can't be cuffed girl let's stay friends

No no
I can't be cuffed up
No no
I do not want it
Babygirl
You do not got it
Babygirl
You know I'm popping
Uh uh
No no
I can't be cuffed up
No no
I do not want it
Babygirl
You do not got it
Babygirl
You know I'm popping

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