hot burn in my body. Got a song that'll make ya rowdy, And I want everybody to shout it. All Loaded up. All Loaded up. All Loaded up. Loaded. More like
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[Pusha T:] Re-Up Gang Pusha (Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble) But you found it muthafucker Yes All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses shoveling
a vice, your head's in it ask the price For you to be released and me to be happy With all of your suffering I'm brutally crafty Coming up with the best
fucked with that arlese bitch But about these ships squeeze clips until they empty Continue to act up, I clack up my back up city My folks'll make you
kill, that's why they keep me concealed Under car seats they sneak me in clubs Been in the hands of mad thugs They feed me when they load me with mad
back glass got tint Tryin to get our hands on some dollars and cents And fools can't hold us Every chance we get, we hittin up the rollers Comin up short
straight I'm glad I took that fifty dollars that grandma gave me Bought me a double up, now it's all about comin' up I'ma pay ya back next week, repeat
Now she was only 16 just a child upon her road When I moved up to her slowly, said I got a heavy load Baby come on baby would you like to come on down
all time high Everybody gotta hate us like a fuckin iPod Shit and they tried to burn my phantom up, but i got my gun license I got my hammers up,
bitch I have to thank you with a loaded glizzock nine You know Im comin' Don't you go runnin' to your fuckin' nigga A trigger happy bitch the mind
stroll Fresh and ripe, perplexin' like Acapulco Gold If I had to guess, just right, not a day old Like a cradle robber, copped her off, shop a trailer load
than fiction that they make up these days The music is crap, that the radio plays I know it for certain, it's true like all cliches The kids are making loads
to acts descending (tight) cats know the ambiance calm beyond comparison captive, passive spring loaded serenity I'm trying to give this city acupuncture shovin one-way pins in subway systems stand up
parts what they found in the street Pick 'em up, dust, kick it up, time to rip it up Having fun with my tongue, when I'm done, give it up Time to demonstrate
path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon Chipped up, live by morals, don't get it mixed up Dis what? Millionaire strut, wit the Crist cup Switched up
