Fill Her Up

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Dot Dot Curve & Dropping a Popped Locket - Rap

Fill Her Up

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[Intro: Spanky & Indy J] Indy J Yeah, Spanky, Spizzy, let's go! [Verse 1: Dropping A Popped Locket] T's that ginny Spizzy, half vile asian Consistently winning, past violation Swish Sweets surrounding the loud Dancing in crowds, so turnt up, we jam in the clouds Sole on the track like I'm running a race I blow it to the back, get some in ya face Blankets of problems, I'mma tuck 'em away I'm a banking monopoly, untouched in the game Acid anomaly, probably do better in comedy Mocking me and jocking me as common as modeling online, haha But talk about my daughters and I'll fuck up your day And your face, and your legs And your pay, and your chest and your back Won't get back to retract that fucking statement I'm mad I'm forced this fucking patience, yeah Your momma try to test me, I'ma puff in her face Already hit her with a melody, threw a puff in her way Ain't fucking with my tree I left a stump in her place Pass, pass me the rocket up up and away That shit cray, to the hecklers with their ears up That shit cray, ain't breakfast but I got all the syrup [Chorus: Dropping A Popped Locket] We park it and spark it I'ma need a bigger cup, gas station, fill her up Fill her up, fill her up I'ma need a, I'ma need a, I'ma need a bigger cup (Fill her up) Bigger cup (Fill her up) Bigger cup I'ma need a, I'ma need a, I'ma need a bigger cup (Fill her up) Bigger cup (Fill her up) Bigger cup I'ma need a, I'ma need a, I'ma need a bigger cup Bigger cup (Bigger cup) [Verse 2: Spanky] Haha, it's me Spanky, puff puff pass, kiss my ass, yeah Kiss my ass, yeah, kiss my ass I'm that white trash music, crazy, insane White boy, yeah, I'll make you lose it Gas station, fill her up, it's time to fuckin' cruise it Lace up your shoes And get ready for these new shit, abuse it, misuse it Get to it park it, spark it and blare this fuckin' music This music, blare this fuckin' music Blowin' smoke at your skull, you already know Stoner boy general your face your girl and your family I piss on 'em all like a urinal up Pouring milk on my Captain Crunch, what I got? Packs a punch Your girlfriend pussy sounds like a nice brunch Yeah, I'll serve her my D (D), that's her special lunch Stuffing baggies back in the backpack in the lac Fill her up, yeah, I'm gonna need a bigger cup Size double D (D), just like that rack, ayy [Chorus: Dropping A Popped Locket] We park it and spark it I'ma need a bigger cup, gas station, fill her up Fill her up, fill her up I'ma need a, I'ma need a, I'ma need a bigger cup (Fill her up) Bigger cup (Fill her up) Bigger cup I'ma need a, I'ma need a, I'ma need a bigger cup (Fill her up) Bigger cup (Fill her up) Bigger cup I'ma need a, I'ma need a, I'ma need a bigger cup [Outro: Dropping A Popped Locket] Bigger cup Bigger cup

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  • Dot Dot Curve
  • Dropping a Popped Locket