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"We Up" Lyrics

50 Cent feat. Kendrick Lamar

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Uh, yeah...
Y'all don't do it how we do
N*ggas ain't on the sh*t we on (we on, we on)
Everything new (new)
Spikes on the Louboutins (boutins, boutins)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I'm around the bullsh*t like a matador
I'm used to the bullsh*t, it don't matter boy
Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and double knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion
That pussy make a weak n*gga break down
So which you want, the cheese or the chicks
You want the chicks but she want the cheese, a b*tch gotta eat
I'm havin' the epiphany you n*ggas ain't sh*t to me
Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from
I'm a Southside n*gga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
You be that next n*gga coroners come outline
You ain't made of what I'm made of
You a bum n*gga with a bum b*tch, your shoes come from Bakers
Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers
What kind of rich n*gga b*tch look like that?

[Hook: 50 Cent]
You all know when we pullin' off the lot, brake hit the button
Then we pullin' down the top, shine's on stuntin'
And I'm pullin' out a knot, strapped with the Glock
Won't pull it out a lot, but front, I'll make it pop
Y'all don't do it how we do
N*ggas ain't on the sh*t we on (we on, we on)
Everything new (new)
Spikes on the Louboutins (boutins, boutins)
We up, n*gga

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Visualize everything I needed and dream (uh-huh)
Penalized every ho n*gga that have a scheme (what else?)
Guns in your video get you locked in a beam
Me, I kill a n*gga quick, no worries, my record clean
Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up
Charity work, parking tickets and no charges
F*ck n*gga you f*cked over your father
When he gave you a d*ck, should have been a b*tch in pajamas
I made my first million f*cking dollars
Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and a binocular
I'm scared, this sh*t don't happen to everybody
I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer
Debating on should I f*ck her or jump on her single
20 thou, she got a hell of a adlib
I'm in her mouth like I knew I could have kids
K-Dot

[Hook: 50 Cent]
You all know when we pullin' off the lot, brake hit the button
Then we pullin' down the top, shine's on stuntin'
And I'm pullin' out a knot, strapped with the Glock
Won't pull it out a lot, but front, I'll make it pop
Y'all don't do it how we do
N*ggas ain't on the sh*t we on (we on, we on)
Everything new (new)
Spikes on the Louboutins (boutins, boutins)
We up, n*gga

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Good pussy for dinner, bomb kush for breakfast
Deep-colored VS stones around my neck b*tch
It feels like a n*gga dreamin'
Seat back, music bumpin', n*ggas leanin'
Bulls eye, that's what we came for
The bread, now a n*gga run the game boy
I should've sent the broad to report what's in the yard
Aloof livin', I came up so hard
No pain, no gain, it's embedded in the brain
I'm in it for the grip, motherf*ck the fame

[Hook: 50 Cent]
You all know when we pullin' off the lot, brake hit the button
Then we pullin' down the top, shine's on stuntin'
And I'm pullin' out a knot, strapped with the Glock
Won't pull it out a lot, but front, I'll make it pop
Y'all don't do it how we do
N*ggas ain't on the sh*t we on (we on, we on)
Everything new (new)
Spikes on the Louboutins (boutins, boutins)
We up, n*gga
This song was submitted on April 8th, 2013 and last modified on September 12th, 2013.
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