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Stone Cold Jzzle - Yup (Directed By Frankie)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chauncey Gardner-Johnson
Chauncey Gardner-Johnson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Oh, that's what's—
Yeah, yeah, gimme that, gimme that (Uh-huh)
Oh, that's what's— (Uh-huh)
Give me that, Nick, turn it up (Uh-huh)
(It's time, Nick)
(Trey ball, trey ball, trey ball)
Oh, that's what's up
See when I pull up, they show me love (Love)
Right before that, they ain't give a fuck (Fuck)
'Til I blowed it up, boom (Ooh)
Stone Cold Jzzle, man, he cold as fuck (Ooh)
Tell the DJ turn the speakers up (Up, up, up)
And tell that girl to pull her panties up (Uh-huh)
Yes, I'm thuggin' and I'm tatted up
Jzzle panty dropper (Uh-huh)
Big dog, grr, Rottweiler (Uh-huh)
Don't you throw up sevens with your partner? (Uh-huh)
Yup (Uh-huh)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup (Ooh)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup (Ooh, ooh)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup (Ooh, ooh)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup (Ooh)
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup (Yup)
Yup, yup, yup (Yup)
Yup, yup, yup (Yup)
Yup, yup, yup (Yup)
Yup, yup, yup (Uh-huh)
Yup, yup, yup (Uh-huh)
Yup
This what I do (Do)
I be making money and music too (Too)
Yes, I am that ****, here's my noose (Noose)
Have you on the news (News)
Based off stupid shit that you would do (You would do)
I ain't gotta fight, I got my crew (Got my crew)
Bitch, we comin' through (Comin' through)
Big, big crowd of slimy dudes (Yeah)
We'll wipe you down like Boosie Boo (Boo)
But, fuck, it's up to you (You)
We don't make the rules, we break 'em, dude (Dude)
And we don't just make money we take it too, oops (Oops)
Booted up off X and juice, it feel like Bonnaroo (Feel like Bonnaroo)
I just say a word or two and Lil' LJ fallin' through (Lil' LJ fallin')
You know me, I gotta stick and move, can't be too comfortable (Can't be too comfortable)
Bitch, you know I'm VIP, I ain't no normal dude (No normal)
Oh, that's what's up
See when I pull up, they show me love (Love)
Right before that, they ain't give a fuck (Fuck)
'Til I blowed it up, boom (Ooh)
Stone Cold Jzzle, man, he cold as fuck (Ooh)
Tell the DJ turn the speakers up (Up, up, up)
And tell that girl to pull her panties up (Uh-huh)
Yes, I'm thuggin' and I'm tatted up
Jzzle panty dropper (Uh-huh)
Big dog, grr, Rottweiler (Uh-huh)
Don't you throw up sevens with your partner? (Uh-huh)
Yup (Uh-huh)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup (Ooh)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup (Ooh, ooh)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup (Ooh, ooh)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup (Ooh)
Yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup (Yup)
Yup, yup, yup (Yup)
Yup, yup, yup (Yup)
Yup, yup, yup (Yup)
Yup, yup, yup (Uh-huh)
Yup, yup, yup (Uh)
Yup
Get money
Get them hunnids
Shit over with
On they fucking head, ayy
'Til them **** dead, yeah
I ain't never scared
Okay
Written by: Chauncey Gardner-Johnson
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