My Cup (feat. Suga-T)

Lyrics

I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 You got your cup
 (I got my cup)
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 You got your cup
 (I got my cup)
 One of these playas is doing they own thang
 And some of these playas is kinda the same
 One of these playas is unlike the others
 Now it's time to spit my game
 I'm leaning, I got that purple colors brightness
 Ms. Buttersworth up in my white cup, white cup
 Codeine'ing, dropping that Swishahouse groove music
 And I'm fucked up, and I'm fucked up
 A playa's sweating, shoot dice up under the staircase
 Talking hell-a-loud grabbing his balls and side betting like a veteran
 All my [unverified] just come hard, reach into my pockets
 Pulled out a wad of money and I threw my dogs up on it
 It's expected, 'cause way back when I couldn't afford
 When a playa like me was leaking, had my back like a [unverified] board
 Now that I'm eating, the game done blessed me mayn
 Everyday is my birthday, I'm about that ice cream and cake
 Looking for a batch with no pan
 And I'm a guerrilla, meals must like Brandy
 Like the R&B singer, Christian brother twist
 Getting gone, plastic cup in the traffic bumping this
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 You got your cup
 (I got my cup)
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 You got your cup
 (I got my cup)
 Hickory dickory dock
 I dick the boost down with my dock
 I was on stuck, she was on top
 Pour me some more in my cup
 We working with a lot, can't let 'em catch us slipping
 Can't sit the cup down, can't let 'em know we tripping
 I'ma keep a cup, full of 'check-a-hater' juice
 Eyes behind my head, can't let 'em catch me loose
 He's a fool, usually wanting to put it on me
 Got a low attention span, and the average can't afford me
 I'm a boss chick, like that, that, that, that, that, that
 And you are bossy uh, I got your back
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 You got your cup
 (I got my cup)
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 You got your cup
 (I got my cup)
 Head, shoulders, knees and toes
 Pimps, playas, hustlas, hoes
 Simps, haters, bustas, marks
 Saps, suckas, haters, sars
 Well, I'm at a park, at a club after dark
 At a football game, your date in the parking lot
 Them hoochies know my name, I'm not a popsicle
 But a fool, can you do the other side of the pimp?
 Stick and move, all about my uh, paper route
 When I'm drunk, that's when my true feelings come out
 I ain't no punk, you got your [unverified] stuff
 Plus some funk, in real life, I'll fuck you up
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 You got your cup
 (I got my cup)
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 I got my cup, I got my plastic cup
 You got your cup
 (I got my cup)
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:46
Key
10
Tempo
94 BPM

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