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    Ms. Jade / Lyrics

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    "The Come Up" Lyrics

    Ms. Jade

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    Yo, still hungry man

    Yeah
    Ay yo I'm bout to make moves
    And get this little bit of paper right
    This broke shit got a bitch staying awake at night
    It ain't a guy thing or a girl thing
    It's a me thing getting high and drunk every weekend
    Fuck drama I'd rather shine ???
    Blacks in the Cadillac no ice at all
    Seven-six ay ah bitch watch me ball
    ?? like a motherfucker dipping from the law, Awnaw
    Kinda game is they playing?
    I got a gang a players call my gang to bang em
    A let em know that I'm all for the ?
    ? say nothing young'n that shit is play doe
    Push the pedal to the metal hit the fuckin floor
    Ain't about the D-O-E then what you talkin for?
    Expedition never slippin on a money mission
    Shit is real when you ain't even got no pot to piss in
    That's why I'm on the come up, for the come up
    Watch you niggas get done up who try to run up
    However, whatever the case may be
    You tryna get it down down we can get it down down

    Yeah, up late at night
    Yeah, at the kitchen stove
    Yeah, with them V-12's
    Yeah, tryna make they ghost
    Yeah, with the tekan gage
    Yeah, sellin grey and beige
    Yeah, 'cause the red and blue
    Yeah, ducking the federals
    Yeah, gotta keep the smash n biz
    Yeah, with the mansion runs
    Yeah, fuck driving dog
    Yeah, drug trafficking
    Yeah, making illegal lefts
    Yeah, making crazy rights
    Yeah, code over moneyman
    Yeah, never mind the ice

    These motherfuckers ain't right
    Mad 'cause I got my game tight
    You never find a brawl who grind twice as hard
    Uh, this money situation niggas acting funny on occasion
    But that's on them 'cause that's time wasting
    Meanwhile I'm a be scheming for dockets
    Stash in the sock drawer, nice little duckie
    Working on a master plan to get the master cash
    Parties and shit I'm a have to pass
    'cause one day I plan to live it up
    Until then you gon give it up
    Moneyman tell me what the fuck is up
    Here we go, here we go, here we go again
    Roll it up, light it up, pass it to a friend
    Stacking it all whether it's twenty or a thousand
    Out to take my Philly off of welfare out of public housing
    Who me? I got bills to pay
    Until then I'm gon make a way, is that okay?

    Yeah, up late at night
    Yeah, at the kitchen stove
    Yeah, with them V-12's
    Yeah, tryna make they ghost
    Yeah, with the tekan gage
    Yeah, sellin grey and beige
    Yeah, 'cause the red and blue
    Yeah, ducking the federals
    Yeah, gotta keep the smash n biz
    Yeah, with the mansion runs
    Yeah, fuck driving dog
    Yeah, drug trafficking
    Yeah, making illegal lefts
    Yeah, making crazy rights
    Yeah, code over moneyman
    Yeah, never mind the ice

    The smell of money got my trigger finger acting funny
    No stoppin me homies until I'm sittin nice and lovely
    Keep puffin until I'm high as a bird
    Want the doe; fuck the crumbs give em to the birds
    Oh my stars ain't asking no how come's
    Fuck being patient I ain't waiting for the outcomes
    Fuck you eating ? please don't get me started
    Out for the paper with that big face on it

    Yeah, up late at night
    Yeah, at the kitchen stove
    Yeah, with them V-12's
    Yeah, tryna make they ghost
    Yeah, with the tekan gage
    Yeah, sellin grey and beige
    Yeah, 'cause the red and blue
    Yeah, ducking the federals
    Yeah, gotta keep the smash n biz
    Yeah, with the mansion runs
    Yeah, fuck driving dog
    Yeah, drug trafficking
    Yeah, making illegal lefts
    Yeah, making crazy rights
    Yeah, code over moneyman
    Yeah, never mind the ice

    Hush little baby, hush little baby
    Hush little baby, hush little baby (where my dutches and my weed)
    Hush little baby, hush little baby (and my henny and my vodka)
    Hush little baby, hush little baby (all you other motherfuckers)
    Hush little baby, hush little baby (get off my dick)
    Hush little baby, hush little baby
    Let's go, y'all can't fuck wit me and my nigga
    Hush little baby, hush little baby (fuck it)
    Hush little baby, hush little baby (Jade)
    Ms. Jade to y'all bitches
    Let's go, come on, uh, ooh
    This song was submitted on December 22nd, 2013 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Pharrell L Williams, Chevon Young.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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