Lyrics Just Re'd Up - YG

You fuck with me if you don′t want to, you fuck with me if you want to
You fuck with me, you fuck with me
Your bitch fuck with me, I guarantee she'll get stuck with me
Biatch

I′m in the club with my shirt off
Just re'd up, so I'm trying to get this work off
I get it, get it, I get it, get it, I get it
I get it, get it, I get it, get it, I get it, aye

Okay, I′m back bitch, you know I′m strapped, bitch
On some attack shit, make your bitch collapse shit
That's by the dick bitch, you should already know
Eyes bloodshot red, so you can tell I smoke

Bitch give me head, tell her friend to give me more
I got that kush for sale, you know it′s for the low
I show love, fat doves, I'm a dealer bitch
I be slanging keys, but not the ones from the dealership

Haha, I′m in the club with my shirt off
Just re'd up, so I′m trying to get this work off
I throw Bood a half, he hop in the whip and skrrt off
He bring me back double, so I got money to show off

I'm in the club with my shirt off
Just re'd up, so I′m trying to get this work off
I get it, get it, I get it, get it, I get it
I get it, get it, I get it, get it, I get it, aye

I′m 'bout my stacks bitch, hurry ′n make it back quick
Don't fuck with niggas ′cause most of them are on some wack shit
I'm on some thug shit, met her at the club shit
Single′s on the radio, so I'm waiting on my pub bitch

And that's a fat cheque for niggers that didn′t know
Why you sitting talking about money you wish you never loaned
I′m 'bout to cop an ounce, make it work then cop a pound
Cop another pound then send that motherfucker outta town

I′m about my dollars, poppin' my collars
You know we on that every show, every ho in the crowd sing every song
Haha, now back to this rap shit, in the last month, I made 24 racks bitch

I′m in the club with my shirt off
Just re'd up, so I′m trying to get this work off
I get it, get it, I get it, get it, I get it
I get it, get it, I get it, get it, I get it, aye

If you a hustler, go and put your hands up
If you a hustler, go and put your hands up
If you my customer, go and put your hands up
Go and put your hands up, go and put your hands up

I'm in the club with my shirt off
Just re'd up, so I′m trying to get this work off
I get it, get it, I get it, get it, I get it
I get it, get it, I get it, get it, I get it, aye

Aye, what′s the motherfucking deal?
See me, I'm right here chillin′
It's yo′ boy YG, if you ain't know this, better learn something
But anyways pushing ′cause ain't two times on Sundays
Every day, every weekend, every motherfucking night
Every motherfucking morning bitch
Look, all I gotta say is pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing
Pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing
Why the fuck am I saying pushing so motherfucking pushing much
'Cause that′s all I motherfucking know