Pour Up (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
Pour up pour up pour up, pour up some drank with me
Roll up Roll up now, Roll up some dank with me

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
It’s the motherf*cking world n*gga
Avion everywhere
Champagne extravaganza
If you f*ck n*ggas askin' them questions I got answers
Big booty, red bone look like a dancer
The way a n*gga blowing that strong, might have cancer
Drop no top baby chemo
City round my waist cost a kilo
Same coupe different color, call it CeeLo
Bad Mexicana out west, she call me primo
She know I keep my shooters with me never solo
Said she love the way I kick it like a cholo
Choppers layin' all around the mental like the navy
I don't know about this rap sh*t this motherf*cker crazy
Pop 20 bottles of Rose by the pool n*gga
n*ggas at the gate where they ours and they a fool n*gga
Do this sh*t till the sun set n*gga
South Central to Sunset n*gga
Mission Impossible, yeah Tom Cruise sh*t
100 Thousand metric tons, n*gga fill a cruise ship
I'm like f*ck it, two Glocks in a bucket
Let my little n*ggas handle that think nothing of it
I'm wondering what you n*ggas is claiming, just throw it up
And I don't know what these b*tches is drinking just pour it up
[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
Pour up pour up pour up, pour up some drank with me
Roll up Roll up now, Roll up some dank with me

[Verse 2: Clyde Carson]
Got some broads in my living room
More up on the way don’t get offended boo
Ciroc in the cabana if you hot then get up in the pool
Got her kickin' off her tennis shoes
Young Magnificent with tree on deck
Acting innocent till she take that sip
Dom Perignon and some Pinot gris
Peach Ciroc and probably some pink rozay
Won’t get far on that hatin' sh*t
Bucket of some ice on some Ace of Spades
Gangsta remix Young Jeez and Game
Young Clyde Carson you don’t know the name
We getting high on the west coast, west coast, west coast
Got the best smoke, dollars like Creflo
Let my [chest?] pour, Hennie in my red cup just a play boy
Bottles up let’s pour

[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
Pour up pour up pour up, pour up some drank with me
Roll up Roll up now, Roll up some dank with me
[Verse 3: The Game]
They call me Disco Chuck
If I pull the Lamborghini out, a b*tch gon' f*ck
Gas speed up gas speed up
Disrespect one of my n*ggas get your ass beat up
Diamond like 10, great J's feet up
n*gga out of ace tell they ass re-up
We up where the clouds and the [lids?] be
G6s playing for the RiRis
I tell a b*tch back it up beep beep
She said chuck slow it down, skeet skeet
She want the D
So I politely just come in her weave
She don't want to leave, roll up the tree
She want a n*gga to break of the leaves
She want the keys
Nada baby, remind me of Eve, Ruff Ryder baby

[Chorus: Clyde Carson]
Pour up pour up pour up, pour up some drank with me
Roll up Roll up now, Roll up some dank with me

[Outro]
Delete all that sh*t! Delete all that sh*t! I'm not playing with you Peggy!!
Delete all that sh*t! Delete all that sh*t! I'm not playing with you Peggy!!