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Fuckin' Up (feat. Izzymoneyizzz) Video (MV)




Performed By: Quality
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Joseph Costanzo




Quality - Fuckin' Up (feat. Izzymoneyizzz) Lyrics
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(Drum dummie)
Aye this quality
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
Gettin my bag right
Livin in the fast life
Lot of people gettin left because they didn't know how to act right
Baby you know what I'm on
I'm in my zone
That's why she hittin my phone
She know I go get the dough
I aint goin back to broke
Aye
I get the bag for real
They gettin mad for real
I'm at the top they want me to drop
But I will not for real
Money motivated why they hatin on me
Probly cause I get a bag
All I wanted was for my kids to have all the things I never had
Aye
One time
Two times
Three times
Four times
All you do is f*ck it up
One time
Two times
Three times
Four times
All I do is run it up
Like what is you sayin
You should know that I aint playin witchu
Witchu
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
Dippity dab for real
Go take a splash for real
Go get you a bag
Girl you be boostin
Pop you some tags for real
I'm stackin some cash
Doin 180
I'm in a jag for real
I'm goin to fast
I need to slow down
This choppa hold rounds for real
This gem aint no plastic I'll let you have it
Forty jurassic
Deactivate your ass for thinkin you active
My niggas clap shit (my niggas clap shit)
I like the way that she run it in
These other bitches be faggin
Auto pilot on this flight nigga
She callin me her captain
What the f*ck is a stylist
Saved up in this fashion
We had to stack it under the matress
Money do backflips
She feelin this mackin
I blew her back in
Had her relaxin
Run her funds from the back end
Pay attention cause class ends
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
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English

(Drum dummie)
Aye this quality
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
Gettin my bag right
Livin in the fast life
Lot of people gettin left because they didn't know how to act right
Baby you know what I'm on
I'm in my zone
That's why she hittin my phone
She know I go get the dough
I aint goin back to broke
Aye
I get the bag for real
They gettin mad for real
I'm at the top they want me to drop
But I will not for real
Money motivated why they hatin on me
Probly cause I get a bag
All I wanted was for my kids to have all the things I never had
Aye
One time
Two times
Three times
Four times
All you do is f*ck it up
One time
Two times
Three times
Four times
All I do is run it up
Like what is you sayin
You should know that I aint playin witchu
Witchu
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
Dippity dab for real
Go take a splash for real
Go get you a bag
Girl you be boostin
Pop you some tags for real
I'm stackin some cash
Doin 180
I'm in a jag for real
I'm goin to fast
I need to slow down
This choppa hold rounds for real
This gem aint no plastic I'll let you have it
Forty jurassic
Deactivate your ass for thinkin you active
My niggas clap shit (my niggas clap shit)
I like the way that she run it in
These other bitches be faggin
Auto pilot on this flight nigga
She callin me her captain
What the f*ck is a stylist
Saved up in this fashion
We had to stack it under the matress
Money do backflips
She feelin this mackin
I blew her back in
Had her relaxin
Run her funds from the back end
Pay attention cause class ends
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
One time
Two times
Three times
You keep f*ckin up
I'ma run it up
Yeah I'm all about my bag
Had to hit the road
Gotta get straight to these bands
Woah
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Writer: Joseph Costanzo
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