FilesTube  Groups  Video  Games  Lyrics  Software  More
Help | You are not logged in Log in | Sign up

Browse by band : 0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z


Lyrics » Letter : D » Artist : Duece Poppito » Shut Up Lyrics

Lyrics options

Rate it :
0 votes

Views : 31
Add to favourites

Listen this artist songs

No results were found.
Search for Shut Up in on FilesTube

Watch this artist video

No results were found.
Search for Shut Up on FilesTube Video

Other lyrics by this artist

See all

Similar lyrics

Text for international users

Shut Up by Duece Poppitoالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Shut Up by Duece Poppito

     

Translate lyrics into:
English | Polish | Spanish | French | Russian | Italian | German


[Trick Daddy]
We gon' let the band deal with this
Ha ha, mmm-hmm
M-I-A Style, heh, old school
Uh hah..
Okay, shut up!

Chorus: Trick Daddy

Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!

[Trick Daddy]
Ridin round in my brand new ninety-nine, fo' do', Volvo
I got a pocket full of be 's,
cocoa weed and ain't got no place to go tho'
But all my Boca Boys they know though, that's fo' sho' doe
(Are those Bugle Boy jeans you're wearin?)
Hell nah hoe, you know they Polo's
I been used again, accused again - this time
been wrong to chop somethin done by one of my union friends
Soon as they seen the Benz, hatin season was in
Hell cause they figured me for not understandin they reason bein
Heh, but I'm the man for this
While y'all was doin fine I was doin time just, prayin for this
Locked up, makin plans for this
Without all that fancy shit, way too advanced for this
Just Polo socks, tanktops and drawers up under my pants and shit
Shut up!

Chorus: repeat 2X

[Trina]
Okay who's +Da Baddest Bitch+
I been real, been rich, been had this shit
Big Benz, big house and shit
That's right, okay I been down with Trick
Okay it make sense to me
Cause if your money ain't right you speakin French to me
Miss Trina don't play with me
Or you can say Miss Bigg, that's okay with me
You need a grand just to speak to me
Okay, are you sure you want to sleep with me?
Okay, you better be fo' sho'
Cause I done left niggaz like you stuck befo'
Okay, you can ball with me
Since you got a hot knot spend it all with me
Okay, y'all know what's up
Okay, uh huh, I ride, shut up!

Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x)

[Co (of Tre +6)]
This goes out to my niggeroles
and them pretty ass jazzy hoes, bitch what's up
see-O got a verse in the +Book of Thugs+
So when I come through bitch show me love
If you bout that flow, then raise it up
You got that funk, then blaze it up
I got two mo's of them phat hoes,
late night and I ready to bust
Are you okay? Look like you got a lot to say
Okay, come widdit
Niggaz keep hidin your hoes, what you do that fo'
Me and Money Mark been done hit it
Been done split it - okay playboy? Fuck you say boy?
Don't even much bring your hoe 'round see
Niggaz y'all better quit fuckin with me
Shut up!

Chorus

[Duece Poppito (of 24 Karatz)]
Lay down, playboy what's up
What about the slugs in your head and your gut
What's up with the keys to the truck
Your own nigga say you got be 's in the cut
What's up with the safe, what the combo
Open that shit nigga fuck all the convo-sation
What's up wit'cha Haitian
Probably got birds at the safehouse, waitin
What's up, where you store the D?
I ain't found shit but a quarter ki
Nigga ya better not be playin me
You gon' bleed to death, you understand me?
Whassup, are you ready to go?
You ready to tongue kiss with the blue fo'fo'?
What's up fuck nigga say somethin
Set your crime, we ready to spray somethin
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights

Chorus: repeat 2X

Writer : YOUNG, MAURICE / SMITH, LASANA / TAYLOR, KATRINA / EVANS, COREY
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

These lyrics are not available for printing.

Bookmark us

Great lyrics sites:


Recently watched videos


a quiet place 7m 49s ago alguien como tu 11m 12s ago all i have 11m 50s ago another pearl 6m 20s ago black fate 3m 56s ago dad has gone away when i... 3m 5s ago del mas alla 7m 34s ago everyday man 1m 52s ago georgia 5m 3s ago heer 3m 37s ago i was strong girl and 5m 17s ago if you smoke weed like 1m 17s ago in a box 4m 31s ago jerk it out 1m 28s ago lead poisoning 5m 7s ago little wonder 7m 38s ago livin in the usa 8m 26s ago never far away 2m 57s ago no air 1m 36s ago prisoner of your love 7m 15s ago te llevo en mi corazon 2m 36s ago the road of good intentions 1m 36s ago theres someone 9m 46s ago where does that boy hang out 1m 18s ago you cant take it with you 2m 43s ago