YOUNG JEEZY - Tear It Up lyrics

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    YOUNG JEEZY LYRICS
    
    "Tear It Up"
    (feat. Lloyd, Slick Pulla)
    
    [Intro]
    [Girl] Jeezy?...
    [Jeezy] What up.
    [Girl] Where u at?
    [Jeezy] Shit I’m in tha hood where u think I’m at man ya kno, shit...
    [Girl] Still commin ova?
    [Jeezy] Eh man what I tell ya earlier man I’ll be through there man.
    [Girl] Uhh, I’ve been watin for ya since u left me...
    [Jeezy] Sss, that’s how you feel?
    [Girl] Hum hum hum, Yea...
    
    [Chorus – Lloyd]
    Red dogs hit my trap
    Got me four a half a song been trapin' all day
    Can't wait to get home,
    Shawty in the bed she ain't got no panties on
    Soon as I hit the door she already know it's on,
    2 logs 2 shots of patron greygoose got her loose
    A triple stack and it's on talking dirty on the chirp
    Getting my grown man on
    Get up in the guts
    You know it's on 'til the morning
    
    [Verse 1]
    Got one baby mama, no bitch, no wife
    Like pac, ya need a thug in your life (yea…)
    A young nigga to straight come through and beat it up
    Let ya man be the freak, he can eat it up (ha haa)
    Shorty got that fire she ain't let me down yet (nope)
    Got a Aquafina flow, call it well wet (damnn)
    Baby good with her mouth, says the right things
    Got a head on her shoulders, she does the right things (ha haa)
    She a bad bitch, ya'll ready know
    Face like Trina, and an ass like Jacki-o (ohh)
    Got a gangsta on a mission (mission)
    Best believe I know all the right positions (that’s right..)
    She like it slow from the front, fast from the back (back)
    Put the pound game on her, hit her from the back (Jeahh)
    I’m young and thuggin, I don’t give a fuck
    He can make love to you, I'ma beat it up...
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Verse 2]
    Me & shawty in the coop, lord knows she’s a star (star)
    For some strange reason she likes to do it in the car (damnn)
    She ain't the type that be running her mouth (nope)
    So I keep it gangsta with her, let her come to the house (eyy)
    Let her play matter wit slick, when we in the bedroom she like to play with the stick (yea...)
    know just how to handle her (how...)
    No amateur baby, I got stamina (jeah)
    Jeezy in the deck, now she grindin to the beat (beat)
    Legs vibratin, now she messin up my sheets (ha haa)
    Got a fistful of hair, and a fistful of ass (ass)
    She came first, I came last, roll tha grass...(eyy)
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Verse 3 "Slick Pulla"]
    We pull bad hoes, rip them, push them to the side
    Cuz real players, keep reserves when its clinch time
    Matter fact, my bottom bitch love to ride pine
    She know when daddy leave the block, that its cut time
    I'm in the trenches, getting riches wit my comrades
    We 4 hoes up, like slacks in the player path
    Pretty skin, silky hair, plus that ass fat (uh huh)
    Fresh kicks on your feet, ya I'm diggin that
    Slick consako, ya boys slingin wood bitch
    You want that straight drop dick
    Come to the hood bitch
    I like scout them ghetto hoes up in 20 grand
    Cuz them the ones be wit that freaky shit man
    2 drinks, 3 beans, now she rollin man
    The tool in her throat, I'm just tonsil patrollin man
    True pro's  with this shit, we ain't new jacks
    We drill hoes and switch ‘em up like fitted caps
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Thanks to Sarah (blueeyedsuga86@yahoo.com) for these lyrics]
    [Thanks to djohnson84@comcast.net, adkinsjr03@yahoo.com, lbanks_g_unit_gurl@yahoo.com for correcting these lyrics]

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