Fuck It Up - SHORELINE MAFIA, Mike Sherm

Fuck it up, bitch, do it on the dick

Blow her back quick but I never been a trick

I’m in her living room, back-to-back with your bitch

She only let me hit it 'cause a nigga got hits (Ron-Ron, do that shit)

Fuck it up, bitch, do it on the dick

Blow her back quick but I never been a trick

I’m in her living room, back-to-back with your bitch

She only let me hit it 'cause a nigga got hits

I’ma let a bitch choose, you gon' pick her out (Pick her out)

You gon' put her on your page, I’m gon' dig her out (Dig her out)

You gon' cuddle with the bitch, I’m finna kick her out (Finna kick her out)

Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches, what a nigga 'bout (That's what a nigga 'bout)

Fuck it up, bitch, do it on the dick (On the dick)

She only let me hit it 'cause a nigga got rich ('Cause I’m rich)

I’ve been sippin' lean like a nigga got sick (Like I’m sick)

You pull up with yo' homie like that nigga ain’t snitched (Ayy, ayy)

I keep a Glock with a drum, call it Nick Cannon (Drumline)

You gon' let her in your car, I leave the bitch stranded (Ayy)

I’m a real heartbreaker, leave a bitch damaged

Like a magic show, I’m finna make a bitch vanish (A bitch vanish)

I got commas in my bank like a phone number (Phone number)

She keep calling me, I say she got the wrong number (Ayy)

I got commas in my bank like a phone number (Like a phone number)

She keep calling me, I say she got the wrong number (Wrong number)

Fuck it up, bitch, do it on the dick

Blow her back quick but I never been a trick

I’m in her living room, back-to-back with your bitch

She only let me hit it 'cause a nigga got hits

Fuck it up, bitch, do it on the dick

Blow her back quick but I never been a trick

I’m in her living room, back-to-back with your bitch

She only let me hit it 'cause a nigga got hits

I’m on my bankroll, finna bang it out

Get straight to the fuckin', we ain’t makin' out

Only hit one time, now she ain’t allowed

Had to fuck her in the whip, I can’t show the house

Since I gained a couple pounds, I can’t chase a bitch

I’ll take a bitch phone, tryna take a flick

She been plottin' on this dick, now she make a list

The way I hit it from the back how you make a kid

You heard a nigga got a bag, what it look like?

Spent sixty on the whip, this the good life

Made ten in a day, it’s a good night

No gram lit with no car, they don’t live right

Tryna tell me 'bout yo' life, bitch, shut it up

I’m tryna bust a quick nut just to sum it up

Before I ever hit a bitch, gotta buckle up

I’ll turn a bitch out, fuck turnin' up

Fuck it up, bitch, do it on the dick

Blow her back quick but I never been a trick

I’m in her living room, back-to-back with your bitch

She only let me hit it 'cause a nigga got hits

Fuck it up, bitch, do it on the dick

Blow her back quick but I never been a trick

I’m in her living room, back-to-back with your bitch

She only let me hit it 'cause a nigga got hits