Cups Up lyrics

by

Malie Donn



[Intro]
Mhmm
Put your cups up in the air
'Bout to get f*cked up, we no care
Put your cups up in the air
Gonna get f*cked up, we no care
Put your cups up, put your cups up
Put your cups up, unuh put your cups up

[Chorus]
Put your cups up
'Bout to get f*cked up
Anytime when she under the rum, she love suck
Beach party, she deh in a the tough Crocs
She feel horny, matter of fact, she love f*ck
Pretty dolly with brains and such
With one shot a Casamigo, she turn sl*t
Rich n*gga, she no want no broke f*ck
So she dealt with the killer like a bag a suck-suck

[Verse 1]
Drink and drunk, alright
Touch in a the party a all white
Bad f*cking b*tch c*ck up in a fast ride
She drink Remy until she start lie down high
Come make me book you one flight
c*ck up your ass, gyal you pretty 'pon bike
Nibble 'pon your nipple, give your titty one bite
And she love the icicle, she deh suck e and slide
[Verse 2]
Yah man
Crown from Japan
A no everywhere we there becau' we no common
Back in a them gyal throat 'cause we no backa
Long bomboclaat clip in a me dirty Glock hand
She want f*ck e choppa
She a suck it proper
She deh bruk the clacka-clacka like it full a macka
A weh the rough rider?
Me never bring a pack a them
Me check yah clock again
Then me fling her 'pon a mini backaz

[Chorus]
Put your cups up
'Bout to get f*cked up
Anytime when she under the rum, she love suck
Beach party, she deh in a the tough Crocs
She feel horny, matter of fact, she love f*ck
Pretty dolly with brains and such
With one shot a Casamigo, she turn sl*t
Rich n*gga, she no want no broke f*ck
So she dealt with the killer like a bag a suck-suck

[Verse 3]
Money, she bloodclaat love it
Take your time and bounce 'pon buddy
Summertime, so she drunk and dunce like dummy
Me will f*ck out your hole in front of your hubby
And if me ever bruk your heart yah, me sorry
Bring e pus*y, come yah
Better bloodclaat hurry
No bother think say me funny, gyal
When me say me c*m in a your tummy, gyal
[Chorus]
Put your cups up
'Bout to get f*cked up
Anytime when she under the rum, she love suck
Beach party, she deh in a the tough Crocs
She feel horny, matter of fact, she love f*ck
Pretty dolly with brains and such
With one shot a Casamigo, she turn sl*t
Rich n*gga, she no want no broke f*ck
So she dealt with the killer like a bag a suck-suck

[Outro]
Say you fi put your cups up
Say you fi put your cups up now, now, now
A so she dealt with the killer like a bag a suck-suck
Put your cups up
Put your cups up
And she no want no broke f*ck
Dealt with the killer like a bag a suck-suck
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