Letra Go up Joey Trap

Go up

(Young Rich Squad)
We gon' get along, I know that you want it right
Let's all turn it up now, I know that you want it right (Everyone go up)
Everyone go up
Girl, you ready go up
Rich Squad (Young Rich Squad)
Young Rich Squad

I ready to go, I told her let's get real comfortable
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Bottles on ice and my diamonds on ice, too cold
And I'm finna go up soon as I touch this lil' cup of the 'foam
Let's go all night, girl, you so fine
Let's catch this flight, go to the sky
I'm feelin' right, let's get too high
I'm feelin' right, go up, go up
It's a bomb in the spot, when we walk in, this bitch blow up, bitch blow up
Throwin' bands in the air, make the whole building blow up (Make this bitch blow up)
I just ran out of my cup, but I still pour up (Young Rich Squad exclusive)
Poppin' bottles [?] 'cause I'm tryna not to blow up, to blow up (Certified hood classic, you dig)
Everybody lose control, poppin' bottles in the club, make the club go up
Everybody down with the trappin' and the drugs and the drugs 'til the guns show up
I was in the club pourin' bottles, gettin' drunk, so I think I might throw up
I been in the club poppin' bottles, gettin' faded, so I think I might throw up
D-N-T, too hot, I'm explosive
Put a P-E-R to the C in my soda
Put a lil' Perc 10 in that drank, now I'm poured up
Backwood guts in her guts while I roll up
Bitch, it's T-R-A and the P, it's for the packs on me
We chop down trees with this chop, ain't no axe on me
NFL with this brick, got the sack on me
We pour up and blow up, it's a fact, homie (Young Rich Squad)

Ain't it a long way from the tables we started at?
You know, things come and things go
I just wanna make sure it all go up
We finna go up
We finna go up
Ayy, someone call '08 Wayne and Birdman
Cash money, all I think about is racks, nigga
That's facts
Young Rich Squad 'til she discharge, you know the vibes, baby
We finna blow up
Girl, we finna go up
Young Rich Squad, baby