Give It Up

Lyrics

[Chorus: Sage The Gemini] Money, cars, clothes, freaks Bitch, I need all that give it up Money, cars, clothes, freaks Bitch, I need all that give it up Give it up, give it up Bitch, I need all that give it up Give it up, give it up Bitch, I need all that give it up [Verse 1: Berner] Money, cars, clothes, bars, blow Bunch of drug money stuffed in my car Go, high when I let baby for the skin All my girls sleep with many, many men Give me ends I'm dice god, hundred pounds How I'm so on and I'm underground? Why these pretty ass bitches give me money now? Just to come around lay it down, yeah, 100 round I'm talking about cash, yeah, you know me I was shipping OG, OT in '03 Rollie on my wrist sit on chrome feet I'm FedEx Berner, I got my own trees We ain't love no bopper We just stash gram bags of powder in our locker My shoe game proper, they call me big papa If I knock her I'ma take her for every single dollar Give it up [Chorus: Sage The Gemini] Money, cars, clothes, freaks Bitch, I need all that give it up Money, cars, clothes, freaks Bitch, I need all that give it up Give it up, give it up Bitch, I need all that give it up Give it up, give it up Bitch, I need all that give it up [Verse 2: Sage The Gemini] HBK Gangster, overdrive Jeep Wrangler The beat strangler, ooh Play the card but don't be a tangler Niggas hate but they girl don't want me a stranger Should of known real niggas I don't digiorno I deliever She wanna put my watch on that's that (Le-Chiver?) She exit the car after he enter Speaking in third person, I'm straight like perm purchase My name big go search it New rims, no, I curbed them Ball harder than Ervin Sprewellin how I'm spending this Dirt cheap Kill 'em with the oh, carrier of bad news Toxic rap to get rid of the fumes Yo, ho I'm a goon, 707 Step in the building women thinking that they in heaven [Chorus: Sage The Gemini] Money, cars, clothes, freaks Bitch, I need all that give it up Money, cars, clothes, freaks Bitch, I need all that give it up Give it up, give it up Bitch, I need all that give it up Give it up, give it up Bitch, I need all that give it up [Verse 3: P-Lo] Young mack, I'm what you heard about Your bitch a freak that's the word around Heart Break Gang, yeah, it's murder now Every show, yeah, we burn it down Me and Sage go way back Hit him on the head, homie, don't play that Baby talking down, but they don't say that I need them double M's, I ain't talking about Maybach Uh, I need all that shit She don't even get a text and you call that bitch You a simp motherfucker, I can call that shit See my gold chains and she all on dick Uh, aye, boy, I don't play, boy I been around the world I'm still a Bay boy Got your girl in my hand like a GameBoy She ain't fucking me for free but you pay for it [Chorus: Sage The Gemini] Money, cars, clothes, freaks Bitch, I need all that give it up Money, cars, clothes, freaks Bitch, I need all that give it up Give it up, give it up Bitch, I need all that give it up Give it up, give it up Bitch, I need all that give it up