Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tear It Up, artist - Young Jeezy. Album song Let’s Get It: Thug Motivation 101, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.07.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
Tear It Up |
What up |
Where you at? |
Shit I’m in the hood where you think I’m at man you know, shit… |
Still commin' over? |
Ay man, what I tell you earlier man, I’ll be through there man |
MMmm, I’ve been watin for you since you left me… |
Sss, that’s how you feel? |
(giggles), Yeah… |
Red dawgs at my trap got me 4 a half a stone |
See I’m trappin' all day, can’t wait to get home (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
She layed up in the bed she ain’t got no panties on |
So as I hit the do' she already know it’s on (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
Two logs two shots of Patron |
Grey Goose got me loose tripple stack in my lungs (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
Stand up at the trunk gettin' my grown man own |
Get up in them guts, you know it’s on till the morning (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
Got one baby mama, no bitch, no wife |
Like Pac, ya need a thug in your life (yea…) |
A young nigga to straight come through and beat it up |
Let yo man be the freak, he can eat it up (ha haa) |
Shorty got that fire she ain’t let me down yet (nope) |
Got a Aquafina flow, call it wet wet (damnn) |
Baby good with her mouth, says the right things |
Got a head on her shoulders, she does the right things (ha haa) |
She a bad bitch, y’all ready know |
Face like Trina, and an ass like Jacki-o (ohh) |
Got a gangsta on a mission (mission) |
Best believe I know all the right positions (that's right.) |
She like it slow from the front, fast from the back (back) |
Put the pound game on her, hit her from the back (Yeahh) |
I’m young and thuggin, I don’t give a fuck |
He can make love to you, I’mma beat it up… |
Red Dawgs at my trap got me 4 a half a stone |
See I’m trappin' all day, can’t wait to get home (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
She layed up in the bed she ain’t got no panties on |
So as I hit the do' she already know it’s on (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
Two logs two shots of Patron |
Grey Goose got me loose tripple stack in my lungs (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
Stand up at the trunk gettin' my grown man own |
Get up in them guts, you know it’s on till the morning (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
Me & shawty in the coupe, Lord knows she’s a star (Star) |
For some strange reason she likes to do it in the car (Damn) |
She ain’t the type that be runnin' her mouth (Nope) |
So I keep it gangsta with her, let her come to the house (Hey) |
Let her play matter with slick, when we in the bedroom she like to play with |
the stick (Yeah) |
I know just how to handle her (How) |
No amateur baby, I got stamina (Yeah) |
Jeezy in the deck, now she grindin' to the beat (Beat) |
Legs vibratin', now she messin' up my sheets (Haha) |
Got a fistful of hair, and a fistful of ass (Ass) |
She came first, I came last, roll the grass (Hey) |
Red Dawgs at my trap got me 4 a half a stone |
See I’m trappin' all day, can’t wait to get home (I'ma tear that pussy up) |
She layed up in the bed she ain’t got no panties on |
So as I hit the do' she already know it’s on (I'ma tear dat pussy up) |
Two logs two shots of Patron |
Grey Goose got me loose tripple stack in my lungs (I'ma tear that pussy up) |
Stand up at the trunk gettin' my grown man own |
Get up in them guts, you know it’s on till the morning (I'ma tear that pussy up) |
We pull bad hoes, rip them, push them to the side |
'Cause real players, keep reserves when it’s clutch time |
Matter fact, my bottom bitch love to ride pine |
She know when daddy leave the block, that it’s cut time |
I’m in the trenches, gettin' riches wit my comrades |
We fold hoes up, like slacks in the player path |
Pretty skin, silky hair, plus that ass fat (Uh-huh) |
Fresh kicks on your feet, ya I’m diggin' that |
Slick consako, yo boys slingin' wood bitch |
You want that straight drop dick |
Come to the hood bitch |
I like scout them ghetto hoes up in 20 grand |
'Cause them the ones be with that freaky shit man |
Two drinks, three beans, now she rollin' man |
The tool in her throat, I’m just tonsil patrollin' man |
True pro’s with this shit, we ain’t new jacks |
We drill hoes and switch 'em up like fitted caps |
Red Dawgs at my trap got me 4 a half a stone |
See I’m trappin' all day, can’t wait to get home (I'ma tear that pussy up) |
She layed up in the bed she ain’t got no panties on |
So as I hit the do' she already know it’s on (I'ma tear that pussy up) |
Two logs two shots of Patron |
Grey Goose got me loose tripple stack in my lungs (I'ma tear that pussy up) |
Stand up at the trunk gettin' my grown man own |
Get up in them guts, you know it’s on till the morning (I'ma tear that pussy up) |