Upper Lip by Trigue Lyrics
Part 1
I woke up early, in a hurry cause I’m always trying to scurry/
If you try to take a picture then it’s gonna come out blurry/
Can’t sit still, but still still I never worry/
When my speech is done I’m hoping that you heard me/
Met a chick and said, “Hi. Hi, my name is Trigue. How ya doin?/
Can I hit? Na, I’m fooling. I’m just trying to break the ice.”/
She was like, “You got jokes, but I’ve heard ‘em all twice/
Tell me something I don’t know before I roll the dice.”/
“Well, I’ve been gifted with a stiff upper lip/
I’ve been kicked, but I always kick back when I’m ripped/
And I like hip-hop and I like politics, and I like big tits/
Well doesn’t everybody/
And everybody got a body like I do/
I mean just a body ain’t enough for the ride/
Though I do keep it right and stay away from the drive-thru/
I don’t trust a smile and a big behind/
I don’t say ‘I Love’, unless I really mean that/
I won’t try to fuck, unless you really need that/
If so, I’ll lay you down start it off slow/
Then finish it rough, and listen for the feedback/
I love a little noise, moans and the beats/
And I, and I love words like I love free speech/
I’ve been very very broke and I still ain’t at ease/
That’s my quick resume, enough about me”/
She said “I’m 5’5, 5’9 in heels/
I’ve got hips and been told I have sex appeal/
But that’s all bullshit recognize the real/
These looks gon’ fade, so my mind is steel/
I talk a good good game even though I don’t play none/
Don’t push I’ll open up when I want, son/
Now I gotta bounce, excuse the interruption/
Here’s my number, call if you can keep up with my run/
Peace”/
Part 2
It’s not about trying to catch me/
Or trying to prove that you can get me/
It’s not about trying to catch me/
I’ll come back to ya if you let me/
Walk with me, by my side/
You and I have so little time/
I know we’d have a hell of a day/
And I wish that I could stay/
I know you hate to see me leave/
But I bet you love to watch me walk away/
Watch me walk away
I woke up early, in a hurry cause I’m always trying to scurry/
If you try to take a picture then it’s gonna come out blurry/
Can’t sit still, but still still I never worry/
When my speech is done I’m hoping that you heard me/
Met a chick and said, “Hi. Hi, my name is Trigue. How ya doin?/
Can I hit? Na, I’m fooling. I’m just trying to break the ice.”/
She was like, “You got jokes, but I’ve heard ‘em all twice/
Tell me something I don’t know before I roll the dice.”/
“Well, I’ve been gifted with a stiff upper lip/
I’ve been kicked, but I always kick back when I’m ripped/
And I like hip-hop and I like politics, and I like big tits/
Well doesn’t everybody/
And everybody got a body like I do/
I mean just a body ain’t enough for the ride/
Though I do keep it right and stay away from the drive-thru/
I don’t trust a smile and a big behind/
I don’t say ‘I Love’, unless I really mean that/
I won’t try to fuck, unless you really need that/
If so, I’ll lay you down start it off slow/
Then finish it rough, and listen for the feedback/
I love a little noise, moans and the beats/
And I, and I love words like I love free speech/
I’ve been very very broke and I still ain’t at ease/
That’s my quick resume, enough about me”/
She said “I’m 5’5, 5’9 in heels/
I’ve got hips and been told I have sex appeal/
But that’s all bullshit recognize the real/
These looks gon’ fade, so my mind is steel/
I talk a good good game even though I don’t play none/
Don’t push I’ll open up when I want, son/
Now I gotta bounce, excuse the interruption/
Here’s my number, call if you can keep up with my run/
Peace”/
Part 2
It’s not about trying to catch me/
Or trying to prove that you can get me/
It’s not about trying to catch me/
I’ll come back to ya if you let me/
Walk with me, by my side/
You and I have so little time/
I know we’d have a hell of a day/
And I wish that I could stay/
I know you hate to see me leave/
But I bet you love to watch me walk away/
Watch me walk away