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Hoodrich Pablo Juan
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[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I'm going up, going up I'm pouring up Pablo Juan [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Came from the bottom, we going up I get a pint and I'm pouring up I only drink out of styrofoam cups Repping the gang, I'ma throw it up Got a bankroll, can't fold it up Smoke out the back, how I'm rolling up I need the cash, so I'm showing up Percs and the Xans, I'm going up, yeah I'm going up Count up them bands, I'm going up, going up I'm going up I'm fly when I land, I'm going up, going up I'm going up, I'm pouring up Going up, yeah I'm going up, I'm pouring up Going up, yeah [Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I'm going up every day of the week Getting this money, I barely could sleep Fuck on that hoe, then I change out the sheets Roll up the Backwoods, I don't use Sweets Ice on my neck, look just like sleet They covering that hoe 'cause I know she a freak Designer repping on my feet I'm going up on my feet Pay you no attention 'cause this shit ain't free In Cali, picking the leaves off the tree Got it on lock, I threw away the key Designers and hoes from A to Z Cool, we turned on the A/C I made the money, I don't let it make me I keep a Glock with me, no safety I'm smoking cookie and it's tasty I'm going up like damn There's a new sheriff in town All this water, I might drown Smoking cookies by the pound I'm going up right now I'll send that work to your town Water ring, coming down Cookies, pass it around [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Came from the bottom, we going up I get a pint and I'm pouring up I only drink out of styrofoam cups Repping the gang, I'ma throw it up Got a bankroll, can't fold it up Smoke out the back, how I'm rolling up I need the cash, so I'm showing up Percs and the Xans, I'm going up, yeah I'm going up Count up them bands, I'm going up, going up I'm going up I'm fly when I land, I'm going up, going up I'm going up, I'm pouring up Going up, yeah I'm going up, I'm pouring up Going up, yeah [Verse 2: Lil Duke] They know we going up She suck the dick till she throwing up And I'ma pass that bitch right to my partner who's selling Our shows, we be going up Smoking on cookie, we roll it up Came through the back and they know it's us Duke and Pablo on way after the rack We want the cheese, don't fuck with no rat You try to run and get shot in your back Fuck niggas hate on us 'cause we get racks Can't go to sleep 'cause I'm chasing the check You trying to show out, but don't get respect We going up, we pouring up I used to get them things in on the truck I'm in the back in my Maybach I speak nothing but facts, play and get whacked Just bought the ten, finna do it again Ain't thinking 'bout losing, I know we gon' win I didn't have shit, used to sleep in the den Give me your money, we sold out weekend I cannot go down, I gotta go up Had to stay down, now we ran that shit up I'ma slow down [?] I'ma go get it and don't give a... [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Came from the bottom, we going up I get a pint and I'm pouring up I only drink out of styrofoam cups Repping the gang, I'ma throw it up Got a bankroll, can't fold it up Smoke out the back, how I'm rolling up I need the cash, so I'm showing up Percs and the Xans, I'm going up, yeah I'm going up Count up them bands, I'm going up, going up I'm going up I'm fly when I land, I'm going up, going up I'm going up, I'm pouring up Going up, yeah I'm going up, I'm pouring up Going up, yeah [Verse 3: Jose Guapo] All of my presences are going up I'm fucking a bad bitch right in the butt I pull up on her in a Bentley truck She get in and she sucking me up When she get through, she wiping her mouth Give her the weed, she rolling it up I got a little bag full of that shit I'm going big on a little bitty bitch Go cop me a new Rollie, I know it don't tick Just look at my wrist, it's dancing and shit I popped me a seal and I'm pouring the six I'm popping them Percs, don't fuck with them grits No, no Million dollar high, I'm high as a bitch Yeah, yeah, huh I hop in the Porsche and I'm switching the gear Go to the [?], I hop up in the Leer Go ask the jeweler to double my ear [?] with the bosses, don't fuck with no queers Double cup, styrofoam Please excuse me, my dear Bag count for the rear We're going up all year, pussy
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