Up One (Remastered)

[Chorus: Mook TBG]
Damn (Chad G), we up one
Yeah, we up one
Damn, we up one
Yeah (Yeah)
Damn, we up one
Yeah, we up one
Damn, we up one
Yeah, we up one (Up one)

[Verse 1: Mook TBG]
Damn, we up one
We be juggin' all night 'til the sun come
We be runnin' to that money, we don't have fun
We keep big face hunnids, we don't keep ones
My partna' crippin', come through creepin', get 'em all gone
He talk about me, wanna be me, movin' all wrong
We smoke big strongs, pockets look like King Kong
I'm on a ringtone, foreign bitch like ching-chong
Money keep cuttin' niggas fingers, put my gang on
Told mama, "I was tryna get it", I ain't comin' home
Got bitches all across the world, I did 'em all wrong
Got niggas I still gotta talk to through a jail phone

[Chorus: Mook TBG]
Damn, we up one
Yeah, we up one
Damn, we up one
Whoa, we up one
Damn, we up one
Yeah, we up one
Damn, we up one
Yeah, we up one

[Verse 2: Boss Beezy]
We up one, we up one
Bad bitches in my face, tryna fuck some
Fake niggas talkin' tough, I don't like 'em
Beat the case, celebrate, we up one (Up one)
They don't like me
'Cause I'm married to the money, that's my wifey
Bitch brown like sugar, honey, iced tea
Play with gang, I ain't takin' that shit lightly
Threw my old bitch away, she was triflin'
I went to the hood wit' my Rollie', this ain't Breitling
Thumbin' through this cash, only thing excite me
I got so much money, these niggas, they wanna fight me

[Chorus: Mook TBG]
Damn, we up one
Yeah, we up one
Damn, we up one
Whoa, we up one
Damn, we up one
Yeah, we up one
Damn, we up one
Yeah, we up one (We up one)

[Outro: Mook TBG]
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