Melo Griffith & Travis Thickle - Throw It Up Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay
Woah
Woah

If you got some dollars
Go and throw it up
'Cause I don't but it feels good
I'm nice bro but I'm still hood
Got ice, vodka, got Backwoods
So what the f*ck
Gon' roll this dope, gon' sip this drank
Gon' lose control up in this place
Can I get a little kiss, maybe get a little taste
Yeah

Ouu wee, they likin'
This nice beat and my speech
I nicely move my feet
These Nikes like white bleach
Ouu, I think she like me
Yup in my new white tee
My white tee look icy
Your white tee look lime green
So tell me
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
(Yeah, ha, ha, 'ight)
(Let's get serious)
(Uh huh, listen)
(Ya)

Stay saucy like pasta (ya)
Got the keys like Impalas (ya)
No I'm not her fadda
But baby call me dada (ya)
Slide on 'em like Raga (hey)
Slime stick to the mattas (hey)
Might hit 'em with the yaga
(Yaga yaga yaga yaga)
Like a free throw, we hit those
With a pencil, with the ink tho'
Make hits for my kin folks
You couldn't win like 5-0
You comin' in like Five-O
They askin', I don't know
Won't whistle blow

Like If you got some dollars
Go and throw it up
'Cause I don't but it feels good
I'm nice bro but I'm still hood
Got ice, vodka, got Backwoods
So what the f*ck
Gon' roll this dope, gon' sip this drank
Gon' lose control up in this place
Can I get a little kiss, maybe get a little taste
Yeah

(Oh, oh)
(Ya)

All baby wanna know if she on fleek
Yeah, ya
Ahh, all I wanna know if she a freak
Yeah, ahh
Lemme get it, lemme get it, lemme hit it on beat
Ahh, ha
I'd rather die than lie and say my love comes cheap
Ahh
Don't you cry, got your back
Don't front on my side
Just tell me what you need

I will, I will get it to you babe
I'll get it to you babe
If I don't have it, I'll go out and grab it
Yeah
And get it to you babe
Yeah, yeah