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THE LYRIC OF UPTOWN THANG WAIT N ON YOUR PICTURE , B G'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Uptown Thang Wait N On Your Picture, B G's song

It s an uptown Thang nigga
From the 3 to the 13th

As I proceed to hit the muthafuckin weed
I be givin you exactly what you need
To bob your headcuz I know you likes to bob it
Back and forward to what that nigga Fresh droppin
Music that s non-stoppin
P-poppin for the hoes
Gangsta ass shitfor the nigga smokin opthimals
You know we gets busy Uptown is the clique
Big Boy can t fuck wit uscuz Ca$h Money is the shit
I representreal ass niggas fa sho
>From the Mac to the Melph to the Calio
Up in the ClaraV.L.the shit in between
Bout green can t forget about Josephine
Know what I mean? Don t get caught in none of those areas
Or six people will carry yaniggas ll bury ya
BitchI thought you knew? You can t fuck with me
The B.G.you want me find me
In the U.P.T.with the 2-2-3ready to bust back nigga feel me
Here s the fuckin dealgotta keep it real
Gotta holla at gangsta Hot boy hard to kill
Magnolia in effectsix co fa sho
My girl Shavonda in effect smoke somethin fa sho
I ma let my nutts hangbang or get banged
For lifeI thought you knew that it s an uptown thang pussy!

Chorus:
Uptown got cha catchin up the guard quicker
They got a T-shirt waitin on yo fuckin picture
Uptown got cha catchin up the guard quicker
They got a T-shirt waitin on yo fuckin picture

I represent to the fullestUptown s the shit
And the clique I m in with nigga 2-2-6
I keep it real for the real
So the real could feel what I feel about my grill
Them rapsis worth a mil
You get killed if you get caught up with me in gangsta shit
When I say Uptown brings it you experience
Commence upon the drama that I present clown
I m uncomfortableif in a town that s not Uptown
Get down with all that huntin my trigga finga glad
To wrap around the Kand put some fire on that ass
My nigga Yella bad but Baby G. even worse
You ridin in a hearseif I grab and start clickin first
Headbusta Big Mo out that CP3
Calliopehome of that dopenigga U.P.T.
St. Thomas got that torturebad since 25
That Fuji powered niggas just do it a Worldwide
I m high til I diethink I m fake nigga try
I m off of Texas cheddar wit U.G.K. smokin fry
Them Lite Ridersyou run upI told ja I let em hang
Bang or get banged nigga it s an uptown thang

Chorus

It s me representin comin straight from the streets
Of the U.P.T.it s methe Cash money B.G.
Lettin you know make it relatefuck you up with the flows
Tell her how it goesniggas slip see how fast I show we ain t hoes
So recognizeI keep it realfor my niggas
Most niggas who feel us is real Uptown niggas
You figurebecause I m youngerthat you harder
Well keep ya head up or busta it s man slaughter
Is you ready? To come swim in the water with the sharks
In the dark? You not bitch I can see it in your heart
YOU Z A HOE
So stay on your side of the field
On tha real slip on tha banana peel get killed
Stop playin before I start sprayin I done told ya
I ll take it off ya shoulder I m a Uptown solja
So what s happenin ? I m fuckin wit that S.T.B.
So what s happenin ? I m fuckin wit that 1-2-3
So what s happenin ? I m fuckin wit that 17
It s understood that I ll die for that wild 13
So keep it realI m chillin wit that World War 2
Representin I m gone wit that 11th ward crew
I smoke weed put a little dope and let my nutts hang
To the endI m here to tell ya it s an Uptown thang

Chorus



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