Asher Roth - Fuck Up Da Fun Lyrics

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Who want it?
Who-who want it?
3-4-5 in the door for 20
Tell grandma Imma need more money
Gonna catch you wide eye little Steve bull shitting
Ready, steady, chase like I'm shitting
Gotta make a move like I need a new tenant
Started with a tomb and the whole room pegging out
One two school, that is one too many
Ready ready, now I'm gonna sweat it
Keep me outside, Imma come back dreading
When I think bright's why, now what
Bullet, bullet, bang bang bullet
Look at that rang, gonna slice that bullet
Wanna gang bang, want a pink thing
Call it with a big gang bang with strains like a mullet
Mullet mullet, boy looking here
One time boy he's boarding the gym
Whatcha got for, what's important to the gym
I'm imported by Jordan recording the gym
Cork to the wind, cork to the grim
Enjoying the cord and store to the Zen
Thought I adorned the store young men
When you thrive when I work New York in a cent
Down in the South I'm browsing about
In the times I'm bound to cow to a mouse
....
4000 an ounce
Now's for the...stick around for the fowl
Arousing around, you could tell how I tell
And I bump 2-3-4-5 and result
Shout this out
Let's go in
You know what I'm...to the floor
With two left foot
I stand with a sword making nuance cut
Making men on the shore, got his two bands cup
God damn so pure only two bump chop
No Zanax the poor I don't blast up
Imma Santa sword, blood lust
Rock friends and you do that up
Too messed up
Understand it's a shame your friend's a no no
Me and these rap games
It's like C and Coco
Waiting for the shows doing jams and go go
For those who don't know it
It was ropes and gobo
Houses go broke, but the blot don't know
Show's a bozo, but oh you do do do
You so low but impose the grope low
You blow flow, I flow pro bono
You two don't getcha confused
I bruise if you bruise
You bruise like prune juice
Lose a tooth proof
And all you proof truth
'Cause all this new bruise
And rooter's new bruise they do like who's who
And boobs is what I do
Do enthusiast and movies when I come through
Show the true me in and evolution
Tell me the truth now me and...
We're gonna be rude
And fought over a dog
Thanks a lot dog and when they say you a frog
Ask a shot making strangers say
Then take our best men and lay them up in the sun
Ain't never saw a parade in a thong
And I pray for the day these stripes in the sun
Changing the game then thank when I'm gone
One thing straight and I'm great when I'm yours
Hella strong
Pretty huge biceps



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