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Clout Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Phresh Pimpg
Length: 2:10
Written by: George Moore




Phresh Pimpg - Clout Up Lyrics




My bitch is bad
She put in work
Watch that ass
Clap and twerk

My niggas chase
That paper bags
My wrists laced
With water splash

ADL
We run this shit
I never fell
Was resting bitch
Funny how
You count me out
Omg
Look at me now

Aye
Make way let me step thru
These bitches no how phresh do
If you were me you'd flex too
I played the game making chess moves
My money flow like domino
Catching cold coz my neck too froze
Taking off like derick rose
Outta sight like a f*cking ghost

I don't really wanna talk
I don't even give a f*ck
Boy you no We stay blazing up
Experimenting with the sauce

Money on me yeah them bands
Niggas hating they my friends
Like a pistol i bang
This here wasn't planned
U sold out on the gram
Without ur word what you stand for
Stay adding to the drip
Wraith riding with my bitch
Lights out flip the switch
Y'all gon never stop the kid
Money pull up in a truck
All the fam split it up
I can never get enough
Paper chasing is a must
Stay loyal to the game
And that ain't ever gon change aye

My bitch is bad
She put in work
Watch that ass
Clap and twerk

My niggas chase
That paper bags
My wrists laced
With water splash

ADL
We run this shit
I never fell
Was resting bitch
Funny how
You count me out
Omg
Look at me now
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My bitch is bad
She put in work
Watch that ass
Clap and twerk

My niggas chase
That paper bags
My wrists laced
With water splash

ADL
We run this shit
I never fell
Was resting bitch
Funny how
You count me out
Omg
Look at me now

Aye
Make way let me step thru
These bitches no how phresh do
If you were me you'd flex too
I played the game making chess moves
My money flow like domino
Catching cold coz my neck too froze
Taking off like derick rose
Outta sight like a f*cking ghost

I don't really wanna talk
I don't even give a f*ck
Boy you no We stay blazing up
Experimenting with the sauce

Money on me yeah them bands
Niggas hating they my friends
Like a pistol i bang
This here wasn't planned
U sold out on the gram
Without ur word what you stand for
Stay adding to the drip
Wraith riding with my bitch
Lights out flip the switch
Y'all gon never stop the kid
Money pull up in a truck
All the fam split it up
I can never get enough
Paper chasing is a must
Stay loyal to the game
And that ain't ever gon change aye

My bitch is bad
She put in work
Watch that ass
Clap and twerk

My niggas chase
That paper bags
My wrists laced
With water splash

ADL
We run this shit
I never fell
Was resting bitch
Funny how
You count me out
Omg
Look at me now
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Writer: George Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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