Pour Up by Brittany Chrishawn Lyrics
INTRO
(Roll Up)
(Pour Up)
CHORUS
Roll up, and watch me go up (yeah)
Roll up, now watch me go up
Put more Henny in my cup and let me roll up (what)
Put more Henny in my cup and let me
Go up
Hold up – Hold up (hold up). Throw up. Tore up
Now watch me go up
Now watch me go up
(Henny in my cup, nigga nigga pore it up, no need for a shot nigga nigga pour it up)
Pour up (pour up) – Hold up (hold up) – Throw up (throw up) – Tore up (tore up)
(Henny in my cup, nigga nigga pore it up, no need for a shot nigga nigga pour it up – got the Henny in my cup nigga nigga pore it up)
Pour up (pour up) – Hold up (hold up) – Throw up (throw up) – Tore up (tore up)
VERSE 1
Got a doobie in my pocket add it, roll up
Shole nuff…Slow up. (What?!)
What happened, hold up?! NO everybody shouldn’t turn up
Every time that they do it’s a mess and I sweat cause the police always show up
I never know what’s happening so I just move to the groove of the beat
Now everybody, bust a lean! – And keep on rocking to the groove of the beat
Yes I’m a beast
Every hottie at the party digging me
He better dig real deep, if he really wanna be with me
And if he feelin’ me we can be, meant to be, or temporary
If he mess with me fifty feet deep, cemetery
Don’t let this cute face fool you – Halle Berry
Be my student let me school you – library
To me, this is elementary
L M N O P – one, two, three – yea I be VIP
In your dreams like Freddy, quite scary – hail Mary
I heard a story bout Mary on the contrary – more like, Carrie
Blood on her dress, what a mess – night mare-y
…so unsanitary
CHORUS
Roll up, and watch me go up (yeah)
Roll up, now watch me go up
Put more Henny in my cup and let me roll up (what)
Put more Henny in my cup and let me
Go up
Hold up – Hold up (Hold up). Throw up. Tore up
Now watch me go up
Now watch me go up
(Henny in my cup, nigga nigga pore it up, no need for a shot nigga nigga pour it up)
Pour up (pour up) – Hold up (hold up) – Throw up (throw up) – Tore up (tore up)
(Henny in my cup, nigga nigga pore it up, no need for a shot nigga nigga pour it up – got the Henny in my cup nigga nigga pore it up)
Pour up – Hold up (yeaah) – Throw up (yeah) – Tore up
VERSE 2
Let me introduce myself but I know you know my name
And you know I am a player but you don’ t know my game
And I’m in it for the money, I’m in it for the fame
If I do a video for you, give me my change
You don’ t have to impress nobody, stay in your lane
Why I’m looking so fly, wait a minute let me explain
I am fresh off a plane, got some J’s, they straight from Spain
I was born to be king, and I put that on everything
(Yea)
Put some Henny in my cup watch me pour up
Put sticky in my blunt, watch me roll up
Take a sip, take a puff, watch me go up
Codeine in my drink, let me slow up
Making money so fast bout to throw up, out all night cause the sun never show up
Your girl round me, her pussy getting tore up
Cause a nigga fly and she know I’m bout to blow up
Hold up – Hold up
$10,000 stacks don’t fold up
Kicks like Bruce Lee Roy and Sho’nuff
Icing on the wrist but it ain’t a doughnut
Hold up – Hold up
$10,000 stacks don’t fold up
Kicks like Bruce Lee Roy and Sho’nuff
Icing on the wrist but it ain’t a doughnut
(Roll Up)
(Pour Up)
CHORUS
Roll up, and watch me go up (yeah)
Roll up, now watch me go up
Put more Henny in my cup and let me roll up (what)
Put more Henny in my cup and let me
Go up
Hold up – Hold up (hold up). Throw up. Tore up
Now watch me go up
Now watch me go up
(Henny in my cup, nigga nigga pore it up, no need for a shot nigga nigga pour it up)
Pour up (pour up) – Hold up (hold up) – Throw up (throw up) – Tore up (tore up)
(Henny in my cup, nigga nigga pore it up, no need for a shot nigga nigga pour it up – got the Henny in my cup nigga nigga pore it up)
Pour up (pour up) – Hold up (hold up) – Throw up (throw up) – Tore up (tore up)
VERSE 1
Got a doobie in my pocket add it, roll up
Shole nuff…Slow up. (What?!)
What happened, hold up?! NO everybody shouldn’t turn up
Every time that they do it’s a mess and I sweat cause the police always show up
I never know what’s happening so I just move to the groove of the beat
Now everybody, bust a lean! – And keep on rocking to the groove of the beat
Yes I’m a beast
Every hottie at the party digging me
He better dig real deep, if he really wanna be with me
And if he feelin’ me we can be, meant to be, or temporary
If he mess with me fifty feet deep, cemetery
Don’t let this cute face fool you – Halle Berry
Be my student let me school you – library
To me, this is elementary
L M N O P – one, two, three – yea I be VIP
In your dreams like Freddy, quite scary – hail Mary
I heard a story bout Mary on the contrary – more like, Carrie
Blood on her dress, what a mess – night mare-y
…so unsanitary
CHORUS
Roll up, and watch me go up (yeah)
Roll up, now watch me go up
Put more Henny in my cup and let me roll up (what)
Put more Henny in my cup and let me
Go up
Hold up – Hold up (Hold up). Throw up. Tore up
Now watch me go up
Now watch me go up
(Henny in my cup, nigga nigga pore it up, no need for a shot nigga nigga pour it up)
Pour up (pour up) – Hold up (hold up) – Throw up (throw up) – Tore up (tore up)
(Henny in my cup, nigga nigga pore it up, no need for a shot nigga nigga pour it up – got the Henny in my cup nigga nigga pore it up)
Pour up – Hold up (yeaah) – Throw up (yeah) – Tore up
VERSE 2
Let me introduce myself but I know you know my name
And you know I am a player but you don’ t know my game
And I’m in it for the money, I’m in it for the fame
If I do a video for you, give me my change
You don’ t have to impress nobody, stay in your lane
Why I’m looking so fly, wait a minute let me explain
I am fresh off a plane, got some J’s, they straight from Spain
I was born to be king, and I put that on everything
(Yea)
Put some Henny in my cup watch me pour up
Put sticky in my blunt, watch me roll up
Take a sip, take a puff, watch me go up
Codeine in my drink, let me slow up
Making money so fast bout to throw up, out all night cause the sun never show up
Your girl round me, her pussy getting tore up
Cause a nigga fly and she know I’m bout to blow up
Hold up – Hold up
$10,000 stacks don’t fold up
Kicks like Bruce Lee Roy and Sho’nuff
Icing on the wrist but it ain’t a doughnut
Hold up – Hold up
$10,000 stacks don’t fold up
Kicks like Bruce Lee Roy and Sho’nuff
Icing on the wrist but it ain’t a doughnut