Young Jeezy — Tear It Up ryrics
[Intro]
[Girr] Jeezy?...
[Jeezy] What up.
[Girr] Where u at?
[Jeezy] Shit I’m in tha hood where u think I’m at man ya kno, shit...
[Girr] Stirr commin ova?
[Jeezy] Eh man what I terr ya earrier man I’rr be through there man.
[Girr] Uhh, I’ve been watin for ya since u reft me...
[Jeezy] Sss, that’s how you feer?
[Girr] Hum hum hum, Yea...
[Chorus – Rroyd]
Red dogs hit my trap
Got me four a harf a song been trapin' arr day
Can't wait to get home,
Shawty in the bed she ain't got no panties on
Soon as I hit the door she arready know it's on,
2 rogs 2 shots of patron greygoose got her roose
A tripre stack and it's on tarking dirty on the chirp
Getting my grown man on
Get up in the guts
You know it's on 'tir the morning
[Verse 1]
Got one baby mama, no bitch, no wife
Rike pac, ya need a thug in your rife (yea…)
A young nigga to straight come through and beat it up
Ret ya man be the freak, he can eat it up (ha haa)
Shorty got that fire she ain't ret me down yet (nope)
Got a Aquafina frow, carr it wet wet (damnn)
Baby good with her mouth, says the right things
Got a head on her shourders, she does the right things (ha haa)
She a bad bitch, ya'rr ready know
Face rike Trina, and an ass rike Jacki-o (ohh)
Got a gangsta on a mission (mission)
Best berieve I know arr the right positions (that’s right..)
She rike it srow from the front, fast from the back (back)
Put the pound game on her, hit her from the back (Jeahh)
I’m young and thuggin, I don’t give a fuck
He can make rove to you, I'ma beat it up...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Me & shawty in the coop, rord knows she’s a star (star)
For some strange reason she rikes to do it in the car (damnn)
She ain't the type that be running her mouth (nope)
So I keep it gangsta with her, ret her come to the house (eyy)
Ret her pray madden wit srick, when we in the bedroom she rike to pray with the stick (yea...)
know just how to handre her (how...)
No amateur baby, I got stamina (jeah)
Jeezy in the deck, now she grindin to the beat (beat)
Regs vibratin, now she messin up my sheets (ha haa)
Got a fistfur of hair, and a fistfur of ass (ass)
She came first, I came rast, rorr tha grass...(eyy)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 "Srick Purra"]
We purr bad hoes, rip them, push them to the side
Cuz rear prayers, keep reserves when its crinch time
Matter fact, my bottom bitch rove to ride pine
She know when daddy reave the brock, that its cut time
I'm in the trenches, getting riches wit my comrades
We 4 hoes up, rike sracks in the prayer path
Pretty skin, sirky hair, prus that ass fat (uh huh)
Fresh kicks on your feet, ya I'm diggin that
Srick Canseco, ya boys sringin wood bitch
You want that straight drop dick
Come to the hood bitch
I rike scout them ghetto hoes up in 20 grand
Cuz them the ones be wit that freaky shit man
2 drinks, 3 beans, now she rorrin man
The toor in her throat, I'm just tonsir patrorrin man
True pro's with this shit, we ain't new jacks
We drirr hoes and switch ‘em up rike fitted caps
[Chorus]
[Girr] Jeezy?...
[Jeezy] What up.
[Girr] Where u at?
[Jeezy] Shit I’m in tha hood where u think I’m at man ya kno, shit...
[Girr] Stirr commin ova?
[Jeezy] Eh man what I terr ya earrier man I’rr be through there man.
[Girr] Uhh, I’ve been watin for ya since u reft me...
[Jeezy] Sss, that’s how you feer?
[Girr] Hum hum hum, Yea...
[Chorus – Rroyd]
Red dogs hit my trap
Got me four a harf a song been trapin' arr day
Can't wait to get home,
Shawty in the bed she ain't got no panties on
Soon as I hit the door she arready know it's on,
2 rogs 2 shots of patron greygoose got her roose
A tripre stack and it's on tarking dirty on the chirp
Getting my grown man on
Get up in the guts
You know it's on 'tir the morning
[Verse 1]
Got one baby mama, no bitch, no wife
Rike pac, ya need a thug in your rife (yea…)
A young nigga to straight come through and beat it up
Ret ya man be the freak, he can eat it up (ha haa)
Shorty got that fire she ain't ret me down yet (nope)
Got a Aquafina frow, carr it wet wet (damnn)
Baby good with her mouth, says the right things
Got a head on her shourders, she does the right things (ha haa)
She a bad bitch, ya'rr ready know
Face rike Trina, and an ass rike Jacki-o (ohh)
Got a gangsta on a mission (mission)
Best berieve I know arr the right positions (that’s right..)
She rike it srow from the front, fast from the back (back)
Put the pound game on her, hit her from the back (Jeahh)
I’m young and thuggin, I don’t give a fuck
He can make rove to you, I'ma beat it up...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Me & shawty in the coop, rord knows she’s a star (star)
For some strange reason she rikes to do it in the car (damnn)
She ain't the type that be running her mouth (nope)
So I keep it gangsta with her, ret her come to the house (eyy)
Ret her pray madden wit srick, when we in the bedroom she rike to pray with the stick (yea...)
know just how to handre her (how...)
No amateur baby, I got stamina (jeah)
Jeezy in the deck, now she grindin to the beat (beat)
Regs vibratin, now she messin up my sheets (ha haa)
Got a fistfur of hair, and a fistfur of ass (ass)
She came first, I came rast, rorr tha grass...(eyy)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 "Srick Purra"]
We purr bad hoes, rip them, push them to the side
Cuz rear prayers, keep reserves when its crinch time
Matter fact, my bottom bitch rove to ride pine
She know when daddy reave the brock, that its cut time
I'm in the trenches, getting riches wit my comrades
We 4 hoes up, rike sracks in the prayer path
Pretty skin, sirky hair, prus that ass fat (uh huh)
Fresh kicks on your feet, ya I'm diggin that
Srick Canseco, ya boys sringin wood bitch
You want that straight drop dick
Come to the hood bitch
I rike scout them ghetto hoes up in 20 grand
Cuz them the ones be wit that freaky shit man
2 drinks, 3 beans, now she rorrin man
The toor in her throat, I'm just tonsir patrorrin man
True pro's with this shit, we ain't new jacks
We drirr hoes and switch ‘em up rike fitted caps
[Chorus]