Screwed Up Click

Screwed Up Click - Raise It Up lyrics

(feat. E.S.G., C-Note, Thug Dirt)

[Hook:]

We can, get it started

If you want it, come on (raise it up)

Shorty turn it around, show me what you working with

Show me what you working with, bounce

All my thugs, in the club

Wild out if you got that dro, then (blaze it up)

Burn it, and pass it around

And grab you a skirt kid, and grab you a skirt kid

[E.S.G.:]

Raise it up like snipe war, with a rambo flag

See I'm raising up the Southside, sliding down the slab

Helped a lot of niggaz out, but they ain't help me

So this year its all about, Mr. E.S.G.

I connected with my nigga T-H-U-G Dirt

C.D.'s DVD's, you know we got work

Big dingles with the skirts, Escallade dripping syrup

From the city, where them lil' white birds don't chirp

Tonight's the night, club packed hell-a-tight

In the back sipping Hypno, same color as my ice

Light blue, bout two dime pieces trying to hit the dro

Oh no hoe, unless we going to the Mo'

24 times 4, that's the wheels I roll

Fo' time ten forty, Cal. glock gon blow

Oh no let her go, no use for handcuffs

Raise it up blaze it up, all the thugs stand up what

[Hook]

[Thug Dirt:]

Excuse me Ms., you can start giving dome

I'm bout to hit the spot, so tonight you're alone

Raw hit me on the hips, say the club so thick

Say they elbow to ass, getting drunk than a bitch

And that fine ass chick, we done told her to strip

We done bought the bar, you ain't gotta pay for shit

Yeah I'ma grab me a throwback, put a hat on

I'll be there, soon as I can park all this chrome

Come on, we can raise it up

Yeah, show Thug Dirt the tricks you do with your butt

Come on, we can blaze it up

I got a big bag of sticky, get us all messed up

Let's twist one up, mami head gone

Off a blunt, and a bottle of a Cris'

She was grabbing at the chain, saw the ice in the ring

Say I'm the one that she leaving with yeah, raise it up

[Hook]

[C-Note:]

Uh raise it up, raise it up

Cause some of my G's, like to blaze it up

Got niggaz up in Cali, purple haze it up

But my niggaz down South, like the purple cups

Houston, Dallas, Jackson, Atlanta

Florida, Alabama back to Louisiana

All of my niggaz, that's up in the club

All of my niggaz, get buck in the club

Raise it up in the club, show 'em what's up

With a thug, fa sho we get it crunk in the club

It's a down South thang, down South slang

Raise your arms in the air, palms up mayn

And then we start, roofing in this bitch

And then we get loose, up in this bitch

Grey Goose up in this bitch, hit the juice up on the switch

Matter fact, keep the juice on this bitch

[Hook]

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