Hit-Boy

Hit-Boy - T.U. lyrics

rate me

feat. Juicy J, Problem & Audio Push

I'm fuck as drunk, wait, no, I'm drunk as fuck

I know my limit and I ain't had enough

Hey you with that ass, shake that shit

Tonight is what you make of it, so motherfucker

T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U.

So motherfucker

T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U.

Pop it, wobble, shake it, pop it, wobble, shake it just for me

Gold around my neck and I ball, girl, I'm Mr. T

You give that girl a couple shots

And I guarantee she gonna shake for free

She says she don't dance with the lights on

Eat the rice on, guess what, girl? It's that V

Now let me stop playing with you, girl, I'mma cut to the chase

I'mma leave your back broke when I stroke

You gonna need you a brace

Right now my mouth look like a pot of gold

A couple diamonds in it and ace

And any nigga in here broke is a life wasted, disgrace

I covered my face and said

I'm fuck as drunk, wait, no, I'm drunk as fuck

I know my limit and I ain't had enough

Hey you with that ass, shake that shit

Tonight is what you make of it, so motherfucker

T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U.

So motherfucker

T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U.

They say that pussy interfere with loo

Still in the club, pocket full of miracles

Other niggas throw ones, let me show up in Jamaican do

Franklins on top of Franklins, I could probably build a school

With this amount, I got six accounts

Getting so fucked up everything I say is mispronounced

Swimming pools full of liquor and I'm floating through the current

Tryna pour a couple more, goddamn, but I am slurring, fuck it

I'm fuck as drunk, wait, no, I'm drunk as fuck

I know my limit and I ain't had enough

Hey you with that ass, shake that shit

Tonight is what you make of it, so motherfucker

T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U.

So motherfucker

T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U.

I step in the club, my sack right, smoke in the club, my pack right

So many M's I hustle good, Juicy be keeping that trap right

Got a bad bitch, that ass tight, smoking on kick and my eyes tight

And I don't do no talking, man, ‘cause I’m bound to make her act right

It's the Trippy K, Juicy J, stoned all day, don't need a break

Ain't talking money, get out of my face

Ain't talking trippy, get out of my way

Feds watching I notice, all this money I'm throwing

All the strippers they going, I got a stack and they know it

That's cause I love to show it

Cocaine money, guess that's why I blow it

They watch me like a movie

Just like … I'm Nolan

Franklins I be holding

My bank account keep growing

And pistols we be toting

I'm fuck as drunk, wait, no, I'm drunk as fuck

I know my limit and I ain't had enough

Hey you with that ass, shake that shit

Tonight is what you make of it, so motherfucker

T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U.

So motherfucker

T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U., T.U.

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