Yeah, yeah
Come here, baby
Uh, yeah (King Nathan with another one)
Uh
Come here, bae, you so goddamn fine, what's your number? (Come here, bae)
I been beatin' up the road, I got scars on my knuckles (skrrt)
Cheese-chasin', highway, speed-racin', doin' a hundred (yoom)
I'm in traffic, drivin' a f*ckin' G-Wagon like a Honda (yoom)
Niggas hatin' 'cause they ain't us
F*ck them niggas, I'm rich as f*ck (F*ck 'em)
You lookin' for me, I'm cookin' up
Where it's at? I'm pushin' up
Money good, trap swingin'
I'm beatin' the pot up like I'm angry
I can run it up with no ankles
I got chicken like Bojangles (nigga)
I got chicken like Zaxby's, nigga
Want some- get at me, nigga (brrt)
I'm Mr. Beat the F*ckin' Road, I'm Mr. F*ck up Traffic, nigga (yoom)
I'm on a jet drinkin' champagne with no ice, nigga (no ice, nigga)
Huh, I got too much dogshit on me, run the lights, nigga (run the lights, nigga)
F*ck them lames, you look better with a boss, baby (come here, bae)
I'll buy you Chrome Heart, let me nail you to the cross, baby (come here, bae)
Punchin' her good, I'm deep in her
These pussy-niggas pretenders (pussy-niggas)
I'm a real street nigga
I keep switchin' up vehicles (yoom)
I ain't tuckin' nothin', I'm outside with all my ice, nigga (nigga)
I ain't catchin' feelings for these bitches, I'm catchin' flights, nigga (phew)
You better get some f*ckin' motion, that's my best advice, nigga (nigga)
I'll never be a rat, I put that on my life, nigga (nigga)
Put that on my soul, baby
Designer on my clothes, baby
Jewelry ice, it froze, baby (bling)
100K, two shows, baby (beep, beep)
I bought my ice when I got hot
I can go Maybach off the lot (yoom)
I can point you to the- I got whatever, just drop the dot (nigga)
Come here, bae, you so goddamn fine, what's your number? (Come here, bae)
I been beatin' up the road, I got scars on my knuckles (skrrt)
Cheese-chasin', highway, speed-racin', doin' a hundred (yoom)
I'm in traffic, drivin' a f*ckin' G-Wagon like a Honda (yoom)
Niggas hatin' 'cause they ain't us
F*ck them niggas, I'm rich as f*ck (f*ck 'em)
You lookin' for me, I'm cookin' up
Where it's at? I'm pushin' up
Money good, trap swingin'
I'm beatin' the pot up like I'm angry
I can run it up with no ankles
I got chicken like Bojangles (nigga)
Pushin Up Video (MV)
Performed By: Bossman Dlow
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Devante McCreary, Nathan Silfain
Bossman Dlow - Pushin Up Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah
Come here, baby
Uh, yeah (King Nathan with another one)
Uh
Come here, bae, you so goddamn fine, what's your number? (Come here, bae)
I been beatin' up the road, I got scars on my knuckles (skrrt)
Cheese-chasin', highway, speed-racin', doin' a hundred (yoom)
I'm in traffic, drivin' a f*ckin' G-Wagon like a Honda (yoom)
Niggas hatin' 'cause they ain't us
F*ck them niggas, I'm rich as f*ck (F*ck 'em)
You lookin' for me, I'm cookin' up
Where it's at? I'm pushin' up
Money good, trap swingin'
I'm beatin' the pot up like I'm angry
I can run it up with no ankles
I got chicken like Bojangles (nigga)
I got chicken like Zaxby's, nigga
Want some- get at me, nigga (brrt)
I'm Mr. Beat the F*ckin' Road, I'm Mr. F*ck up Traffic, nigga (yoom)
I'm on a jet drinkin' champagne with no ice, nigga (no ice, nigga)
Huh, I got too much dogshit on me, run the lights, nigga (run the lights, nigga)
F*ck them lames, you look better with a boss, baby (come here, bae)
I'll buy you Chrome Heart, let me nail you to the cross, baby (come here, bae)
Punchin' her good, I'm deep in her
These pussy-niggas pretenders (pussy-niggas)
I'm a real street nigga
I keep switchin' up vehicles (yoom)
I ain't tuckin' nothin', I'm outside with all my ice, nigga (nigga)
I ain't catchin' feelings for these bitches, I'm catchin' flights, nigga (phew)
You better get some f*ckin' motion, that's my best advice, nigga (nigga)
I'll never be a rat, I put that on my life, nigga (nigga)
Put that on my soul, baby
Designer on my clothes, baby
Jewelry ice, it froze, baby (bling)
100K, two shows, baby (beep, beep)
I bought my ice when I got hot
I can go Maybach off the lot (yoom)
I can point you to the- I got whatever, just drop the dot (nigga)
Come here, bae, you so goddamn fine, what's your number? (Come here, bae)
I been beatin' up the road, I got scars on my knuckles (skrrt)
Cheese-chasin', highway, speed-racin', doin' a hundred (yoom)
I'm in traffic, drivin' a f*ckin' G-Wagon like a Honda (yoom)
Niggas hatin' 'cause they ain't us
F*ck them niggas, I'm rich as f*ck (f*ck 'em)
You lookin' for me, I'm cookin' up
Where it's at? I'm pushin' up
Money good, trap swingin'
I'm beatin' the pot up like I'm angry
I can run it up with no ankles
I got chicken like Bojangles (nigga)
Come here, baby
Uh, yeah (King Nathan with another one)
Uh
Come here, bae, you so goddamn fine, what's your number? (Come here, bae)
I been beatin' up the road, I got scars on my knuckles (skrrt)
Cheese-chasin', highway, speed-racin', doin' a hundred (yoom)
I'm in traffic, drivin' a f*ckin' G-Wagon like a Honda (yoom)
Niggas hatin' 'cause they ain't us
F*ck them niggas, I'm rich as f*ck (F*ck 'em)
You lookin' for me, I'm cookin' up
Where it's at? I'm pushin' up
Money good, trap swingin'
I'm beatin' the pot up like I'm angry
I can run it up with no ankles
I got chicken like Bojangles (nigga)
I got chicken like Zaxby's, nigga
Want some- get at me, nigga (brrt)
I'm Mr. Beat the F*ckin' Road, I'm Mr. F*ck up Traffic, nigga (yoom)
I'm on a jet drinkin' champagne with no ice, nigga (no ice, nigga)
Huh, I got too much dogshit on me, run the lights, nigga (run the lights, nigga)
F*ck them lames, you look better with a boss, baby (come here, bae)
I'll buy you Chrome Heart, let me nail you to the cross, baby (come here, bae)
Punchin' her good, I'm deep in her
These pussy-niggas pretenders (pussy-niggas)
I'm a real street nigga
I keep switchin' up vehicles (yoom)
I ain't tuckin' nothin', I'm outside with all my ice, nigga (nigga)
I ain't catchin' feelings for these bitches, I'm catchin' flights, nigga (phew)
You better get some f*ckin' motion, that's my best advice, nigga (nigga)
I'll never be a rat, I put that on my life, nigga (nigga)
Put that on my soul, baby
Designer on my clothes, baby
Jewelry ice, it froze, baby (bling)
100K, two shows, baby (beep, beep)
I bought my ice when I got hot
I can go Maybach off the lot (yoom)
I can point you to the- I got whatever, just drop the dot (nigga)
Come here, bae, you so goddamn fine, what's your number? (Come here, bae)
I been beatin' up the road, I got scars on my knuckles (skrrt)
Cheese-chasin', highway, speed-racin', doin' a hundred (yoom)
I'm in traffic, drivin' a f*ckin' G-Wagon like a Honda (yoom)
Niggas hatin' 'cause they ain't us
F*ck them niggas, I'm rich as f*ck (f*ck 'em)
You lookin' for me, I'm cookin' up
Where it's at? I'm pushin' up
Money good, trap swingin'
I'm beatin' the pot up like I'm angry
I can run it up with no ankles
I got chicken like Bojangles (nigga)
Writer: Devante McCreary, Nathan Silfain
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC