Just Re’d Up lyrics

by

Soulja Boy


[Intro]
You f*ck with me if you want to, you f*ck with me if you don't want to
You f*ck with me, you f*ck with me
Your b*tch f*ck with me, I guarantee she'll get stuck with me
Biatch

[Hook]
I'm in the club with my shirt off
Just Re'd Up, So I'm trying to get this work off
I get it, get....

[Verse 1]
Ok I'm back b*tch! you know I'm strapped b*tch!
On some attack sh*t, make your b*tch collapse sh*t
That's by the di*k b*tch, you should already know
Eyes blood shot red, so you can tell I smoke
b*tch give me head, tell her friend to give me more!
I got that kush for sale, you know it's for the low
I show love, fat doves, I'm a dealer b*tch
I be slanging keys, but not the ones from the dealership

Haha I'm in the club with my shirt off
Just Re'd Up, So I'm trying to get this work off
I throw Bood a half, he hop in the whip and skrrt off
He bring me back double so I got money to show off
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I'm 'bout my stacks b*tch, hurry 'n make it back quick
Don't f*ck with n*ggers cause most of them are on some whack sh*t
I'm on some thug sh*t, met her at the club sh*t
Singles on the radio, so I'm waiting on my pub b*tch
And that's a fat cheque for n*ggers that didn't know
Why you sitting talking about money you wish you never loaned
I'm 'bout to cop an ounce, make it work then cop a pound
Cop another pound then send that mother f*cker outta town

[Bridge]
I'm about my dollars, poppin my collars
You know we on that every show, every ho in the crowd sing every song

Now back to this rap sh*t, in the last month I made 24 racks b*tch

[Hook]

[Outro]
If you a hustler go and put your hands up [x2]
If you my customer go and put your hands up, your hands up

[Hook]
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