NovaGalore - FUCK IT UP Lyrics

Uh huh, uh huh
Me and my bitches
Mm-hmm, yep, that's right
We all gon' be rich by the end of the night
Lookin' our bestest
Contour and highlight
Smokin' that good shit
Higher than a kite
When we pull up to the function, it get real loud
We got all this male attention, yeah, we drawin' a crowd
'Bout to show 'em what I'm made of, drop it low to the ground, uh
Bouncin' my tits, shakin' my ass, and they screamin' out
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
(Stripper era?) Maybe
That's 'cause sex sells, baby
F*ck him so good, he pay me
Jealous broke bitches slut-shame me
I'm a hit-maker, I'm a dick-taker, gettin' paper
Yeah, my cookie hot and fresh like I'm a baker
Word, word, word to Rihanna, sex with me so amazin'
Just by lookin' in his eyes, I got his dick raisin'
My body must be a fiddle by the way he be playin'
Yeah
I got him sayin'
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
One thing about the boss, I'mma f*ck me some shit up
Hands up, hoe, it's a stick up
Walk through, and I push my tits up
My bag from Michael Kors, and yo bag from DHgate
Y'all ain't nothin' but a bunch of whores wit' expired license plates
You's a mouse no Mickey, I got cheese, babygirl
When I get out my good side, get on ya knees, babygirl
Nigga wanna wife me, he like "Pretty please, babygirl?"
Please don't get too close to me, cause you got fleas, babygirl
Eugh
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up (Yeah, yeah)
F*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it uh-uh-uh
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it uh-uh-uh (F*ck it up)
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it uh-uh-uh
F*ck it up, f*ck it up
F*ck it up, f*ck it uh-uh-uh (F*ck it up)