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Start It Up Lyrics

from H.F.M.2 (Hunger For More 2)

"Start It Up" is track #8 on the album H.F.M.2 (Hunger For More 2). It was written by Mccormick, Carl E. / Lloyd, Christopher Charles / Dean, Kasseem / West, Kanye Omari / Jackson, John David.
"Start It Up" is track #8 on the album H.F.M.2 (Hunger For More 2). It was written by Mccormick, Carl E. / Lloyd, Christopher Charles / Dean, Kasseem / West, Kanye Omari / Jackson, John David.

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Ladies and gentleman

You know they mad 'cause of, 'cause of, 'cause I'm hood rich
You never ever, ever seen a nigga good trick
You want a problem? Start it up, start it up
Start it up, wait a minute

Big blue, cotton city shoe, cotton candy Coupe
Hard knock, orphan Annie loop, off the stoop
Play with me, see what the screamy do, my canary shoe
High beams pointed right at you, peek-a-boo

Benji paper made me hater-proof, all your family dues
Mnage a trios, purple haze and Goose, got me loose
Kick my way in and now I got the juice, Gucci bubble boots
Thousand kicks, couple hundred boots, getting fuckin' loop

My top down, I'm flashing on 'em
I'm passing all 'em, pullover and hit the hazards on 'em
The ratchets on 'em, paid my dues, now it's back to ballin'
My raps are pouring dead men, I get the casket for 'em

I'm back performing, I bag 'em, break they back, don't call 'em
Look down on 'em like Dikembe, Patrick Mourning
Cash is pourin', stunt stormin', got these bitches soaked
Camera phones capture everything that pictures don't

You know they mad 'cause of, 'cause of, 'cause I'm hood rich
You never ever, ever seen a nigga good trick
You want a problem? Start it up, start it up
Start it up, start it up

You know they mad 'cause of, 'cause of, 'cause I'm hood rich
You never ever, ever seen a nigga good trick
You want a problem? Start it up, start it up
Start it up, wait a minute

We keep these G's in a alloy safe
And stash the weed in a Altoid case
They say good things come to those who wait
So I'm be at least about a hour late

I'm so fresh, bitch, I should be arrested
New Cody Chester with my nuts on your chest, bitch
She said "Hey, yeah", I said "Yes, bitch"
Damn, I'm only asking you a question

I met this MILF at the All Star getting action
A cougar with more rings than Phil Jackson
Told her beauty is why God invented eyeballs
And her booty is why God invented my balls

I'm a rock star, huh, start it up
Start it up, huh, start it up
So popular you should get a shot of us
Niggas don't take shots at us that is only obvious

The first album I vomited, the second I colonic'd it
Ain't nobody fucking with me, I platonic'd it
Bet I got some slippers on, bet niggas gon' honor it
These ain't even real clothes, homie, I'm pajama rich

Banks told me, homie, go switch the style up
These bitches on me, homie, only to arouse us
Told her I ain't paying tonight I'm only browsing
She pulled her blouse up, said "It's free", I said "Wow"

You know they mad 'cause of, 'cause of, 'cause I'm hood rich
You never ever, ever seen a nigga good trick
You want a problem? Start it up, start it up
Start it up, start it up

You know they mad 'cause of, 'cause of, 'cause I'm hood rich
You never ever, ever seen a nigga good trick
You want a problem? Start it up, start it up
Start it up, wait a minute

Ninja, Kawasaki
Ducati, my old Harley
Rock the party, move ya body
Wassup, everybody

Start it up, start it up
Start it up, start it up
Start it up
Let's get it started, get it started, get it started, yeah, yeah

Ladies and gentlemen

Plenty hate, they be taking shots, never penetrate
Money generated, if we ain't in the house, renovate
Tryin' to eat, we ain't fixin' to wait, where's the dinner plates?
BMW, ten to 8, interstate

95, passenger, baddest bitch in the states
Half Spanish, half Trinidad, complexion Henny straight
Y'all ain't got your business straight, track star, finna state
Time is money and I can't afford to be a minute late

It's time to make a movie let the haters watch
Diamonds spinning round the bezel, that's tornado watch
My independent chick, I like my ladies koch
She got an appetite for dick, I guess her place my crotch

Y'all soft as tater top, long niggas try me not
Under the wing, fried rice at the Chinese spot
I hear 'em talking it but they ain't really living it
Opinions are like assholes, so, who gives a shit

You know they mad 'cause of, 'cause of, 'cause I'm hood rich
You never ever, ever seen a nigga good trick
You want a problem? Start it up, start it up
Start it up, start it up

You know they mad 'cause of, 'cause of, 'cause I'm hood rich
You never ever, ever seen a nigga good trick
You want a problem? Start it up, start it up
Start it up, wait a minute

Songwriters
MCCORMICK, CARL E. / LLOYD, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES / DEAN, KASSEEM / WEST, KANYE OMARI / JACKSON, JOHN DAVID

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