Lyrics Webbie - Itz Up

Itz Up Lyrics – Webbie

Singer: Webbie
Title: Itz Up

They say life like a casino, stay in school don’t be no Gino
I tried but I was ridin’ with my daddy and Bombino
Let daddy close your eyes, you know you don’t wanna see no
n#gg#s you never seen ‘fore tryna hit you like a free throw

Smokin’ straight out the peezo, soakin’ on sour diesel
You know I don’t give a f#ck, if it’s up just let me know
I really live these savage ways, that’s why I be feeling played
Lil n#gg#s playin’ with me, I got kids these n#gg#s’ age

And I really love ’em boy, and I’m really ’bout trouble boy
f#ck your p#ss# #ss heart, then it’s back to the bubbles boy
Never switch, I’m not a b#tch, so faithful I married this
Savage life sh#t forever n#gg#, horses and carriages

Drop the top on my coupe, it’s up with me
Twenty-four hour due, it’s up with me
Christian Loub on my shoe, it’s up with me
Every time I come through, it’s up with me

I don’t know about you but it’s up with me, it’s up with me
She ain’t f#ckin’ with you, she f#ck with me, she f#ck with me
I don’t know about you but it’s up with me, it’s up with me
She ain’t f#ckin’ with you, she f#ck with me, she f#ck with me

Put it on my wrist, on a brand new AP
The room on my neck, my sh#t look like 1980
Met her tonight and she already tryna save me
Bae I’m a dog, you ain’t tryna catch my rabies

Pull up, hop out, panoramic roof Mercedes
Drippin’ so much water, like I signed up for the Navy
Big racks in my pocket, your sh#t lookin’ like Slim Shady
She say that p#ss# all mine, she hop on and ride me crazy

I don’t know about you, I’ma drink my drink, I’ma smoke my weed
RIP to Pimp C, I drink codeine ’til I OD
Money weed and my sip, that’s all I need, that’s all I need
She ain’t f#ckin’ with you, but she f#ck with me, she f#ck with me

Drop the top on my coupe, it’s up with me
Twenty-four hour due, it’s up with me
Christian Loub on my shoe, it’s up with me
Every time I come through, it’s up with me

OG done linked back up with Webbie, now we back to this bread
Gettin’ back to shakin’ these haters and duckin’ these feds
Got that gas, not that unleaded, smokin’ that diesel
Get out of line and get your issue, that’s you and your people

Might pull up in a foreign, might pull up in a truck
But either way I’m pullin’ up and we ain’t givin’ a f#ck
Ain’t no talkin’ down on the trill, we ain’t with them games
We gon’ come through whoopin’ #ss and we ain’t takin’ no names

Represent for my city, Pat, that’s my town
We ’bout that money and power, we ain’t messin’ around
You come with flex and get down, ain’t no time for no talkin’
You ain’t rollin’ how we rollin’, b#tch you best get to walkin’, hold up

Drop the top on my coupe, it’s up with me
Twenty-four hour due, it’s up with me
Christian Loub on my shoe, it’s up with me
Every time I come through, it’s up with me

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