[Chorus:]
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
[Verse 1:]
Ay, bring that back!
Break it out, girl, lose that fake!
Got a name tatted on you, girl, who that there?
Heard you talkin' that shit, girl, is you 'bout that?
You're with your girlfriends, I'm with my niggas,
I know we drunk talkin' shit, but that's my nigga.
That tequila in my liver,
She don't give it up the first time, then I give her,
Fuck it up!
[Chorus:]
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
[Verse 2:]
Fuck it up, run it up, that's on us,
Skinny thang, big ass, that's a plus,
I hit a bad bitch with no condom on,
In God we trust, that's a must.
I tryna get it, not get by,
Pay the rent for a hottie with some thick thighs,
She don't ask for nothing but a good time,
And that pussy good, I'ma at home by midnight.
Got your own top, you don't need no nigga,
You're dressed like it's summertime when it's winter,
Fifty inch weave but you bought it so it's yours head,
Drop it to the floor, girl, drop it to the floor!
[Chorus:]
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
[Bridge:]
You're with your girlfriends, I'm with my niggas,
I know we drunk talkin' shit, but that's my nigga,
That tequila in my system,
She don't give it up the first time, then I give her.
You're dressed like it's summertime when it's winter,
Fifty inch weave but you bought it so it's yours head,
Drop it to the floor, girl, drop it to the floor.
[Chorus:]
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl!
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