f*cking Up a Check lyrics

by

Bow Wow


[Intro: Soulja Boy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Soulja, ayy
Soulja, Soulja
SB, Money Gang
Uhh

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Yeah, go ahead, f*ck it up
Forgiato when I'm pulling up
I put Forgi's on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
f*cking up a check, let's f*ck up a check
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
Let's f*ck up a check, f*cking up a check

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
I'm f*cking up designer, I'm f*cking up Versace
When I hit the club, tattoos on my body
Make it hurricane, make it thunderstorm
I'ma make it flash flood, ain't no one
Walked in the club, I got all of this cash, yeah
I'ma hit the club, yeah I'ma bring them bands, yeah
Bring them bands out, bring them xans out
She just dropped it down, chopper hundred rounds
I got a check, I got a check, and they know that I'm stunting
She want the di*k, she want the di*k, I gave her the di*k and some molly
I post in the club, I post in the club, I'm sitting on Forgiato's
All this money on me, I came from the bottom
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Yeah, go ahead, f*ck it up
Forgiato when I'm pulling up
I put Forgi's on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
f*cking up a check, let's f*ck up a check
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
Let's f*ck up a check, f*cking up a check

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Everything new, down to my shoes
From my belt, to my chain, to my Christian Loub's
Hopped out the coupe too, dawg pouring up juice
Walking in the club pouring up, bottles and I'm too cool
I came from the bottom, you don't want these problems
I be getting money, riding with my shottas
Riding with my shooters, hanging with the goblins
Riding with a bad b*tch, hopping out Bugattis
Pinkie ring plus my cuban link cost a new Ferrari
Hopping out the Jag, watch a n*gga flash, snapped by paparazzi

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Yeah, go ahead, f*ck it up (Splurge)
Forgiato when I'm pulling up (Splurge)
I put Forgi's on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check (Check)
f*cking up a check, let's f*ck up a check
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
Let's f*ck up a check, f*cking up a check
[Verse 3: Bow Wow]
I just blew my CSI money on a bad b*tch
Soulja blow that VH1 money, dawg, you been rich
Came in a two-seater, how these hoes gon' fit?
We don't love 'em, we don't cuff 'em, and you know that she'll flip
Couple bad white b*tches and we got 'em off the blow
Now the molly kicking in, you know these hoes is 'bout to go
Gotta wake lil' Soulja up, my n*gga, those are from before
We just f*ck 'em, let 'em go
Soulja, we don't love these hoes
We at LD on a Monday, young rich n*ggas in my section
It's a hundred G for my necklace, young n*gga pull up hot but I'm flexing

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Yeah, go ahead and f*ck it up
Forgiato when I'm pulling up
I put Forgi's on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
f*cking up a check, let's f*ck up a check
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
Let's f*ck up a check, f*cking up a check

[Outro: Soulja Boy]
Yeah, go ahead, yeah, yeah
Forgiato when I'm pulling up
I put Forgi's on a Bentley truck
Hurricane when I hit the club
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
f*cking up a check, let's f*ck up a check
f*cking up a check, f*cking up a check
f*cking up a check, f*ck up a check
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