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Cats Throw Up lyrics
I want you to go to the bar and buy the most expensive drink
And pour it on the nigga you don't like
Nigga, yeah we ain't come here to rock the crowd
Nigga, we came her to start a fucking fight
Bitch, na we do it
We came to get it crunk, we came to get drunk
We came to chill in VIP and smoke a couple of blunts
And pull a couple of dimes and spit a couple of rhymes
Ya nigga jump fly I got a couple of nine's
I'm ahead of my time 'cause I stay on my grind
'Cause most niggas be letting hoes play with they minds
But not me 'cause homie don't play that
You see me with a strap homie goin' spray that shit
Where your face at, talking I take that
Talking out the side of your neck, don't make me brake that
Slap you, slap him, clap you, clap him
'Cause I ain't got time for all that rastlin'
I'm just a cool dude, when I'm in a good mood
But when I'm pissed off, my attitude is fuck you
I'm like a tattoo, I never go away
That's why I ride with a tech and a throw away
All my niggas and my bitches
Throw your hood in the mother fuckin' air
If y'all get money like we get money
Let me hear y'all scream, oh yeah
All my niggas and my bitches
Throw your hood in the mother fuckin' air
If y'all smoke weed like we smoke weed
Let me hear y'all scream, oh yeah
Throw yo hood up nigga and tear the club up
While I'm in the parkin' lot trying to tear my dubs up
I'm Cadillac pimpin' like the young bloods
So come to Texas and smoke the best bud nigga
I got what you want, I got what you need
And can't nobody throw a party like me
So quit your frontin' and quit your cappin'
See, that's why you smile cats never flipped the platinum
All my niggas and my bitches
Throw your hood in the mother fuckin' air
If y'all get money like we get money
Let me hear y'all scream, oh yeah
All my niggas and my bitches
Throw your hood in the mother fuckin' air
If y'all smoke weed like we smoke weed
Let me hear y'all scream, oh yeah
All my niggas and my bitches
Throw your hood in the mother fuckin' air
If y'all get money like we get money
Let me hear y'all scream, oh yeah
All my niggas and my bitches
Throw your hood in the mother fuckin' air
If y'all smoke weed like we smoke weed
Let me hear y'all scream, oh yeah
I want you to go to the bar and buy the most expensive drink
And pour it on the nigga you don't like
Part of these releases
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- Track 27 on Paula Tells Them in Maine
- 26 Sleeping Guy Pt. 3
- 28 Can't Shut Up
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