Guerrilla back the game, bought the west back to church
Plus me n G Malone it's about to get worse
It's a rapper killin' rappers in the back of the hearse
Mean stack make the ceiling crack collect it like church
The mansion so sick you gotta live it n nurse
Spit so hot when I swallow it hurts (Ow)
But w-w-w-wait it gets worse
Aftermath is the label
Doc Dre's the boss
A lot of artists gone get dropped better keep your fingers crossed
Cause once bishop drop out the sales take a loss (Ow)
You g-g-gotta have a feel bad
Part with the rimini n rimi n the chronic sad
Bunch of kinda prissy
Women n a bunch of hood rats
See that's how I like it fella
Not a lot of dicks no c***-a-fella
Hear me bangin' down the blocks
Look out for detox

[Chorus: x2]
Up and down
Girl I love it when you make it go
Up and down
Get you dancing on that shiny pole
Up and down
Hit the ground then you make it go
Up and down
Spin around then you do it slow

Nigga guess what, my white tee bright and the jeans pressed up
I'm fly as a plane jus got a fresh cut
My mind for the game tryin' to pull a fresh s*** (Yeh)
You nigga's hopin' to stab
I guarantee once the bar tender open ma tab
Don't you wanna gather?
Gather you don't
Cause my pockets all swolle'
Fatter than Joe (Fat)
Every chick you try n bag I had to move for
And I'm jus now climbin' up the ladder to blow
When I bin hair toys, Chevy's n bikes
If you waiting on G
Watch ready to fight
Why wait daddy-o when we ready tonight
Live for nuthin' as nigga's ye they ready for life
So you fake ass kings better tuck your crown, cause I'm cumin got the Chevy jump-jumpin'...

[Chorus: x2]
Up and down
Girl I love it when you make it go
Up and down
Get you dancing on that shiny pole
Up and down
Hit the ground then you make it go
Up and down
Spin around then you make it go

Yes unos duos tres the w's for the west
New kicks so white look like they brush for cresh
I should start my own cleaner's cause my clothes so fresh
Feelin fly
As Morris Day and my times a Rolex (Aha)
Tempest don't even bother, call me Mr global warmin cause I keep getting hotter
Mercy what's just with a couple drinks cause I'm feeling thirsty
And you and you can hurt come here right now and work me
But no no no not you cause baby girl your breathe jus hurt me
So put put put step step back and nigga get sum tic tacs
Now let me slow it back down cause I'm a boss where I'm from...

Then my homie big snoop came through
What you wanna do what you wanna do
I got the weed the groupies and a whole lot of henny to
We stick 'em then we stuck so fuck...

[Chorus: x2]
Up and down
Girl I love it when you make it go
Up and down
Get you dancing on that shiny pole
Up and down
Hit the ground then you make it go
Up and down
Spin around then you do it slow
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Up And Down Lyrics

Bishop Lamont – Up And Down Lyrics