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- KiD Ink Elevator Music 歌词
- KiD Ink
- Going up
Going up
Going up
Girl you know we really smoke well
And it's a private party later at my hotel
So you should fall through a little later
Baby if you're down meet me at the elevator
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
On the elevator baby
Going up got you high as
Hope that ain't your girl
Cause tonight I got her cuffed
I'm on that a-a-a-a-a**
Hit it from the back
Don't give her the D
She be acting like a brat
Baby alright we can do it all night
Hop inside my backseat
Hit it on the car ride
Just lift up your left leg
Swear you ain't gonna walk right
Trying to say my name
She can't even talk right
Girl you know we really smoke well
And it's a private party later at my hotel
So you should fall through a little later
Baby if you're down meet me at the elevator
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
On the elevator baby
It might be plenty of them
But they ain't got any on me
Girl gone inside of my suite
Because I got two 20-10's and they freakin'
If you say this chick is your girl
Ni**a why she all up on me
It's me and Jay Fresco
She gassed up like petrol
Got her hand all up in my Levi's
Hatin' *****s you knee-high
Your girl's on me like gone like she T I
Time is money we banging
Lay it down like she planking
Pocket's full of Ben Franklins
Body know that you done been thinking
About my elevator
Girl you know we really smoke well
And it's a private party later at my hotel
So you should fall through a little later
Baby if you're down meet me at the elevator
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
On the elevator baby
Baby I know you nervous
I know this your first time
Usually I don't do this
But damn girl you're fine
Hop up in my elevator
Shawty press the penthouse
Put this all up in you
I could probably knock your ribs out
Cause you ain't messing with no amateur
Gone off a redbull in two minutes
I hope that you got stamina
Cause all I wanna do is be with you
Get some privacy
Turn the phones off
Shawty I'm so throwed off
So let's make love
Show you what this Ohio ni**a's made of
See if you don't climb on top
I'm hittin all your spots
Feeling your body aftershock
That's how it is when you're with Wizzle baby
Girl you know we really smoke well
And it's a private party later at my hotel
So you should fall through a little later
Baby if you're down meet me at the elevator
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
On the elevator baby
I'm trying to follow something new
So I hit her up to come through
You may call her your girlfriend
I just call her my little boo
I swooped up cooped up in that 6 speed
She hopped in and she kissed me
Probably cause I can hit it
And I'm rich no Ken Griffey
Now we pouring up them shots in here
Laid up like cots in here she
Put her hands on the wall like cops in here
I threw a glove on like boxing gear
Up up and away
She'll come down in a couple of days
I cooled off with a cup full of spades
She felt good lit a couple of jays
Girl you know we really smoke well
And it's a private party later at my hotel
So you should fall through a little later
Baby if you're down meet me at the elevator
And we going up
And we going up
And we going up
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