FREAK NASTY - Pushem' Up lyrics

rate me

See, when I do these tracks ... I like to see y'all move. That's why

I do 'em. To make you move, nod your head or somethin'. You know,

it doesn't matter how you do it. You know, see, when I do these

tracks, I wanna see you move. I wanna see you nod yo' head, get

on the floor, or do somethin', you know what I'm talkin' 'bout, ya

heard me?

A-push 'em up, baby, a-push 'em up, c'mon [x4]

[Verse 1]

Now I'm steppin' out the woodwork, you know it should work

Makin' people dance to the jams, but it could hurt

When the sound hit loud, y'know how it sound

When the vibes slide through your hide, it's hard to sit down

>From the club to your ride, inside or outside

I'm changin' up the game since the moment I arrived

I'm sellin' at arenas with funk, like Cold Medina

And girl, it's guaranteed for all you seqoritas

I'm knockin' mamasitas from east to west coast

I'm knockin' in your speakers a lot more than most

Have 'em meltin' like butter on your breakfast toast

And at the end of the night, they givin' up the ghost

New Orleans born, but now I'm in the ATL

You can tell that we sell just ahead on the 12

To the 9-9-9-dot-9-88

Platinum plus, baby, don't playa hate, push 'em up.

[Chorus x4]

Jam-jiggy-jam-jiggy-jam, c'mon!

Everybody get 'em up, push 'em up, c'mon!

[Verse 2]

I'm takin' over the world without even tryin'

I fly in first class, recline while sippin' wine

And baby, I ain't lyin' when I announce I'm retirin'

And women all over will stop and start cryin'

I'm down to make hits for years to come

And get you all alone with the flip of my tongue

Have you hung over with the ruch of the cum

And leave your body numb after givin' you some

If you're fine to me, then I'm fine to you too

If you hatin' on me, I'm still fine to you

But why you playa hatin' on shit I create?

You can't participate; if not, then motivate

That's why the hatin' niggas bring you down

You sell more than them, the bustas want to clown

Don't mean-mug me while I'm wishin' you luck

While you stuck on hatin' I'm still pushin' 'em up, c'mon ...

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Freak Nasty's the one gettin' 99%

Hangin' out with all the fly girls and gents

Havin' freaky parties in my house or my pent

Love's in the air, you can tell by the scent

My Porsche and my 'Vette get pushed in AM

And in the PM I rolls the BM

So black, do you know where Hard Hood is at?

It's stacked on my wall in platinum plaques

In a club, big baller, young shot caller

And a lot of playa haters would love to see me fall

And flap, right of the face of the earth

I'm takin' over turf for all that it's worth

When I surf the nation, it's history in the makin'

I'm always real, I never come fakin'

The south is blowin' up like centinnial park

'Cause I be gettin' where you in, so don't leave a star, c'mon ...

[Chorus]