Lyrics T–Pain – Up Down (Do This All Day)
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Intro — T-Pain:
Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh
«Mustard on the beat, ho!»
Chorus — T-Pain:
‘Til they call you to the stage (stage)
Then, you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it) th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going up, down
I ain’t got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what’s up, now
I can do this all day like it ain’t nothing, uhh
T-Pain:
Black car (car) party in the back yard (back yard)
Shawty got the black bra showing (black bra showing)
Tatted up (up) ass fat enough (enough)
She a bad bitch and she already know it (yeah she know it)
Yeah she know it, yeah yeah she know it (yeah she know it)
She a bad bitch and she already know it (yeah she know it)
Yeah she know it, yeah yeah she know it (yeah she know it)
She gon’ make me spend some money on it (yeah she know it)
Whole bank account, I’ll blow it (I’ll blow it)
Go do a show then (do a show then) bring some mo’ in (bring some mo’ in)
Pockets bigger than a Samoan (than a Samoan)
I’m at the stage every time shawty go in
Shawty go in, sha-shawty go in
Booty hit the flo’ then (hit the flo’ then) slow motion (slow motion)
I’m so gone on Patron (tron)
I don’t know how I’m getting home later on like
Chorus
T-Pain:
Shawty thick (thick) thicker than a Snicker (Snicker)
Every time she do it it’s for me and my niggas (it’s for me and my niggas)
And her friend do it with her
She don’t even like girls but a stack’ll make her kiss her (gon’ kiss her)
Gon’ kiss her, gon’ gon’ kiss her (gon’ kiss her)
She don’t even like girls but a stack’ll make her kiss her (gon’ kiss her)
Gon’ kiss her, gon’ gon’ kiss her (gon’ kiss her)
She keep fucking around I’ma launch this missile (gon’ kiss her)
She make it drop then jiggle (then jiggle)
Put on a show then (on a show then) bring that dough in (bring that dough in)
Booty bigger than a Samoan (than a Samoan)
I’m at the stage every time shawty go in
Shawty go in, sha-shawty go in
Booty hit the flo’ then (hit the flo’ then) slow motion (slow motion)
I’m so gone on Patron (tron)
I don’t know how I’m getting home later on like
Chorus
B.o.B:
Yo, Bobby! Yo
And you know it (know it) look at how she throw it (throw it)
If it get any bigger baby girl gon’ have to tow it
Tow it, sitting on them M’s like Floyd (Money)
But, she lied to you if she said I paid for it
Nigga 99 broads, 99 broads (what?)
Panoramic view from the 99th floor (what?)
I’m like, my Lord when she down on all fours (what?)
Got a hood bitch with me, she ain’t scared to take a charge
Fly, I’m buying a car, you don’t know what you saw
She adjusted her bra as I’m lighting up a cigar
They was writing me off, now I arrive like a star
I just sit back and laugh at the irony of it all
There them bands go, there them bands go
Watch a nigga throw a grand or so on that camel-toe
And we like, damn boy why you cuffing that whore?
The whole team smashed her and you ain’t even know it
Goddamn
Chorus 2x
