Boy this shit bout to get yeah
Boy this shit bout to get ugly yeah uh
Boy this shit bout to yeah uh-uh yeah
Boy this shit bout to get ugly
Hit her from the back and oulll her hair she say she love me
I ain't really with that marriage I ain't trying be yo hubby
Brody trying shake back he spending two months in Kentucky
I'm the one who put you on you could never be above me
Know a nigga serving raw know another remixing puppy
Different bitches call me different shit they still calling me Bubby
Trap lord in the building pack got me smelling musty
I'm gonna put you on some game I could never be a lame
Even though we from two different sides we claim the same thing
I'll serve you out of Kroger bag and tell you make a name
I'll tell they ass some Bo's if they ask me what I bang
It's a low down dirty shame they left me with no name
Try to double up while put it up repeat the same thing
All my plays treated equal from the grams the whole thing
I'm the cheapest nigga with that fire that's how they know my name
I'm the one you understand with that million dollar plan
Soon as them bitches land we get to doing the money dance
Brody fresh up out that can and started playing with that sand
If you trying to be like me you gotta fix your hustle hands
Shit been going on like every day I'm push what can I say
I be early to me if you on time then you late
Made that nigga feel uncomfortable when talking about that pape
My fault if you offended everybody can't relate
Where you at im on the way
Take to long then and imma skate
Prices ranging for them plates you copping zips stay in yo place
Losing weight from moving weight
I be jugging state to state
F*ck the judge and f*ck the state
I went from ramen to the steak
I got bitches everywhere they love a nigga dirty drawls
Said they having them withdrawals they miss a nigga in they jaws
If it's money on the line the only time I hate missed calls
Brody just got off the phone they said it's snowing in the fall
I ain't worried and I ain't hesitant I shoot like Jefferson
If you owe me better pay me every dollar every cent
This shit don't make no sense can't tell you how it went
I know if it ain't 5050 I need the high percent
Boy this shit bout to get ugly
Hit her from the back and oulll her hair she say she love me
I ain't really with that marriage I ain't trying be yo hubby
Brody trying shake back he spending two months in Kentucky
I'm the one who put you on you could never be above me
Know a nigga serving raw know another remixing puppy
Different bitches call me different shit they still calling me Bubby
Trap lord in the building pack got me smelling musty
Big Glue - Get Ugly Lyrics
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Boy this shit bout to get yeah
Boy this shit bout to get ugly yeah uh
Boy this shit bout to yeah uh-uh yeah
Boy this shit bout to get ugly
Hit her from the back and oulll her hair she say she love me
I ain't really with that marriage I ain't trying be yo hubby
Brody trying shake back he spending two months in Kentucky
I'm the one who put you on you could never be above me
Know a nigga serving raw know another remixing puppy
Different bitches call me different shit they still calling me Bubby
Trap lord in the building pack got me smelling musty
I'm gonna put you on some game I could never be a lame
Even though we from two different sides we claim the same thing
I'll serve you out of Kroger bag and tell you make a name
I'll tell they ass some Bo's if they ask me what I bang
It's a low down dirty shame they left me with no name
Try to double up while put it up repeat the same thing
All my plays treated equal from the grams the whole thing
I'm the cheapest nigga with that fire that's how they know my name
I'm the one you understand with that million dollar plan
Soon as them bitches land we get to doing the money dance
Brody fresh up out that can and started playing with that sand
If you trying to be like me you gotta fix your hustle hands
Shit been going on like every day I'm push what can I say
I be early to me if you on time then you late
Made that nigga feel uncomfortable when talking about that pape
My fault if you offended everybody can't relate
Where you at im on the way
Take to long then and imma skate
Prices ranging for them plates you copping zips stay in yo place
Losing weight from moving weight
I be jugging state to state
F*ck the judge and f*ck the state
I went from ramen to the steak
I got bitches everywhere they love a nigga dirty drawls
Said they having them withdrawals they miss a nigga in they jaws
If it's money on the line the only time I hate missed calls
Brody just got off the phone they said it's snowing in the fall
I ain't worried and I ain't hesitant I shoot like Jefferson
If you owe me better pay me every dollar every cent
This shit don't make no sense can't tell you how it went
I know if it ain't 5050 I need the high percent
Boy this shit bout to get ugly
Hit her from the back and oulll her hair she say she love me
I ain't really with that marriage I ain't trying be yo hubby
Brody trying shake back he spending two months in Kentucky
I'm the one who put you on you could never be above me
Know a nigga serving raw know another remixing puppy
Different bitches call me different shit they still calling me Bubby
Trap lord in the building pack got me smelling musty
Boy this shit bout to get ugly yeah uh
Boy this shit bout to yeah uh-uh yeah
Boy this shit bout to get ugly
Hit her from the back and oulll her hair she say she love me
I ain't really with that marriage I ain't trying be yo hubby
Brody trying shake back he spending two months in Kentucky
I'm the one who put you on you could never be above me
Know a nigga serving raw know another remixing puppy
Different bitches call me different shit they still calling me Bubby
Trap lord in the building pack got me smelling musty
I'm gonna put you on some game I could never be a lame
Even though we from two different sides we claim the same thing
I'll serve you out of Kroger bag and tell you make a name
I'll tell they ass some Bo's if they ask me what I bang
It's a low down dirty shame they left me with no name
Try to double up while put it up repeat the same thing
All my plays treated equal from the grams the whole thing
I'm the cheapest nigga with that fire that's how they know my name
I'm the one you understand with that million dollar plan
Soon as them bitches land we get to doing the money dance
Brody fresh up out that can and started playing with that sand
If you trying to be like me you gotta fix your hustle hands
Shit been going on like every day I'm push what can I say
I be early to me if you on time then you late
Made that nigga feel uncomfortable when talking about that pape
My fault if you offended everybody can't relate
Where you at im on the way
Take to long then and imma skate
Prices ranging for them plates you copping zips stay in yo place
Losing weight from moving weight
I be jugging state to state
F*ck the judge and f*ck the state
I went from ramen to the steak
I got bitches everywhere they love a nigga dirty drawls
Said they having them withdrawals they miss a nigga in they jaws
If it's money on the line the only time I hate missed calls
Brody just got off the phone they said it's snowing in the fall
I ain't worried and I ain't hesitant I shoot like Jefferson
If you owe me better pay me every dollar every cent
This shit don't make no sense can't tell you how it went
I know if it ain't 5050 I need the high percent
Boy this shit bout to get ugly
Hit her from the back and oulll her hair she say she love me
I ain't really with that marriage I ain't trying be yo hubby
Brody trying shake back he spending two months in Kentucky
I'm the one who put you on you could never be above me
Know a nigga serving raw know another remixing puppy
Different bitches call me different shit they still calling me Bubby
Trap lord in the building pack got me smelling musty
Writer: Michael Allen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid