Cuffed Up (Prod. JpBeatz) Lyrics

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What

Hold on

Look aye

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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 fuck 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

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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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