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Corey Patrick – Burn Up Lyrics
Corey Patrick
I burn up, I'm a star, before I touch down, I burn up Like a comet, before I hit the ground, I burn up I'm a star, before I touch down, I burn up I burn up Shawties get wet like skipped rocks for hip hop Twist em like braids, a wave in my zip lock Keep your lips locked, or pussy, you get 'em ripped off If I ever told I would skip off the tip top, in the cold gotta sniff snot Still getting colder 'cause my heart was like a freezer but it ripped out Ten pounds pushing, I don't know about a zip now So blue, I be walking like a Crip now, niggas getting out of line I pull the whip out Pull up, smack him in the mouth until he spit the chips out Shit, I ain't seen blood in a minute, now Wonder just how many motherfucking bodies hit the ground On the Greyhound, moving pounds, in and out of town Steady fucking up the game, that's why you beefing like a cow Move more than you suckers, so I shit on you like doo doo Crazy money coming, like it's magic, like it's voodoo Guess a nigga blessed, I'm just finessing with that juju I burn up, I'm a star, before I touch down, I burn up Like a comet, before I hit the ground, I burn up I'm a star, before I touch down, I burn up I burn up Did the grind stop? You niggas is tweaking I was just a little boy and I was still your weedman OG Skunk, yeah you punks was geeking I don't take days off, party like The Weeknd On a Monday, most likely I'm popping the bottle With a blunt, looks like I graduated, now off to Harvard Running laps, I'm in your trap and nigga I got a car load The coppers tryna find me in Polo and they yelling narco They didn't know a nigga in and out of Chanel, now Money on my brain, on a light day, I stack ten thou' Foreign bitches on my phone, no pen pal Hundred pies in the sky, that's some big mail Chicken crispy, I got sauce like some ox tail Shit, a lot of pussies tried to get me but they all failed A lotta haters and it's f*ck how they all feel Bread like a bakery, game like a ball field I burn up, I'm a star, before I touch down, I burn up Like a comet, before I hit the ground, I burn up I'm a star, before I touch down, I burn up I burn up