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Djbj 3525 - We Up (feat. Sino, Dre Butterz, Geebaby & Bryan Hamilton) Lyrics




And, Oh yeah
We back with another one
I go by Mr. 3525 and this right here
This the work that gang baby
Hahahaha
Baby don't you know we count it up
Baby don't you know we count it up
Baby don't you know we count it up
Baby don't you know
Feelin' like winnin'
Ain't got a lot of time, but I know how to spend it
Meet me outside, want you to come with me
I know you want to ride in my S550 or the Bentley

Bring out the bottles
Bring out the bottles of Rozay and put 'em on ice Ooooooooooooooo
We Up, We On
We Up, We On, and we gonna party tonight

Baby talkin' come and back it up
Spendin' it cause I be stackin' up
Girl I got 100 outside
Sex while we drive, that's one hell of a ride
So bring out the bottles of Rozay, let's toast up tonight

We Up, We On
We Up, We On, and we gonna party tonight
Bring out the bottles
Bring out the bottles of Rozay and put 'em on ice

Catch me on Collins, baby we racin' wraiths
You get with them niggas, be feelin' out of place
With me girl, you Money so we be fillin' safe
Book a flight with no bags, we just gon' get away
Post some motivation you know Niggas need it
Bow our heads and pray over these Jesus pieces
We ain't goin' blow out the bezel, we just gon' keep it decent
Perignon, filet minion, i got you feastin'
Yeah, Exotic the way we got it, private resorts and islands
But tell me who being private
Shoes, red bottom, but we ain't resort to violence
Push button, we bosses, you know how we move in silence
Yeah, and we don't say a word
A Chanel bag a day, girl that's personal
And you know that paper straight, cause we will never fold the long way
We ain't play by the rules, we made our own way

We Up, We On
We Up, We On, and we gonna party tonight
Bring out the bottles
Bring out the bottles of Rozay and put 'em on ice

F*ck a mood swing
Said, you ain't used to how I do things
Baby, I ain't perfect, I know your friends told you a few things
But would you rather argue in that Buick or that Mulsanne
Baby lets just, lets just take a minute
Let's make a toast to what we did and forget what we didn't
I got caught up and girl I get it but it's been a minute
I'm still that same nigga working, just a new position, yeah

We Up, We On
We Up, We On, and we gonna party tonight
Bring out the bottles
Bring out the bottles of Rozay and put 'em on ice
Ooooooooooooooo
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And, Oh yeah
We back with another one
I go by Mr. 3525 and this right here
This the work that gang baby
Hahahaha
Baby don't you know we count it up
Baby don't you know we count it up
Baby don't you know we count it up
Baby don't you know
Feelin' like winnin'
Ain't got a lot of time, but I know how to spend it
Meet me outside, want you to come with me
I know you want to ride in my S550 or the Bentley

Bring out the bottles
Bring out the bottles of Rozay and put 'em on ice Ooooooooooooooo
We Up, We On
We Up, We On, and we gonna party tonight

Baby talkin' come and back it up
Spendin' it cause I be stackin' up
Girl I got 100 outside
Sex while we drive, that's one hell of a ride
So bring out the bottles of Rozay, let's toast up tonight

We Up, We On
We Up, We On, and we gonna party tonight
Bring out the bottles
Bring out the bottles of Rozay and put 'em on ice

Catch me on Collins, baby we racin' wraiths
You get with them niggas, be feelin' out of place
With me girl, you Money so we be fillin' safe
Book a flight with no bags, we just gon' get away
Post some motivation you know Niggas need it
Bow our heads and pray over these Jesus pieces
We ain't goin' blow out the bezel, we just gon' keep it decent
Perignon, filet minion, i got you feastin'
Yeah, Exotic the way we got it, private resorts and islands
But tell me who being private
Shoes, red bottom, but we ain't resort to violence
Push button, we bosses, you know how we move in silence
Yeah, and we don't say a word
A Chanel bag a day, girl that's personal
And you know that paper straight, cause we will never fold the long way
We ain't play by the rules, we made our own way

We Up, We On
We Up, We On, and we gonna party tonight
Bring out the bottles
Bring out the bottles of Rozay and put 'em on ice

F*ck a mood swing
Said, you ain't used to how I do things
Baby, I ain't perfect, I know your friends told you a few things
But would you rather argue in that Buick or that Mulsanne
Baby lets just, lets just take a minute
Let's make a toast to what we did and forget what we didn't
I got caught up and girl I get it but it's been a minute
I'm still that same nigga working, just a new position, yeah

We Up, We On
We Up, We On, and we gonna party tonight
Bring out the bottles
Bring out the bottles of Rozay and put 'em on ice
Ooooooooooooooo
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Writer: Alfonzo Harris, Bryan Hamilton, Kevin Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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