Текст песни Mark Me Up - EazieDaGod , Hitta Castro

Mark me up
Get your ink on boy tat me up
Tat me up
From my wrist to my shoulders fill me up
Fill me up
Ink my chest and my back that′s what's up
That′s what's up
When I'm marked up I can′t get enough
Mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up

Mark me up
I love the ink
Y′all washed up no dishes in my sink
I'm a fean for the needle
An ink junkie
Something like a druggie when the tat gun touch me
Feel so lovely
Ink drug addict
I′ll probably have a buzz after
I'm getting dumb tattered
It′s a trend but it's mean and how I live
Hate and your bitch can stroke the keys on my ribs
Getting it how I live a spot my skin so I′m feeling it in
I don't give a fuck if I got no friends
But I guarantee gotta make more ends
It's hard h i tt a got it tatted on my back
I ain′t even gotta say it
Got it written on my neck quote on my chest
Better step your game up I ain′t playing
You know
A little ink will make a bad bitch a harder hoe
And my swag knock them down like dominoes
No shirt summer tribal sleeve like I'm Navajo
Yo soy boricua gotta go vamonos

Mark me up
Get your ink on boy tat me up
Tat me up
From my wrist to my shoulders fill me up
Fill me up
Ink my chest and my back that′s what's up
That′s what's up
When I′m marked up I can't get enough
Mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up

Niggas getting tattered
That's the motherfucking trends
They try to stay in style
Like the motherfucking Benz
I love the ink
See them rookies they don′t matter bro
They lame with no swag and no game
That′s bad enough
Scream at them
I hit up tee and you already know
He mean at it
And like the fean I pass the needle
Now we're team tattered
Scream at me get your ranked up
I tell these hoes fuck wearing clothes my body inked up
Get tattered up
Word to me you crap me up
They pitching the game and I′m batter up
Now I see you you mad at us
Fronting on me we strapping up
Standing clapped them up
Rest in peace if you're acting up
I′m spending bread like I just signed the world deal
Inked up like I was hit by oil spill
Two sleeve and chest I'm tatted
See ink ink I gotta have it
Like damn lil homey you ratchet
Rat tat tat
You would think I was packing

Mark me up
Get your ink on boy tat me up
Tat me up
From my wrist to my shoulders fill me up
Fill me up
Ink my chest and my back that′s what's up
That's what′s up
When I′m marked up I can't get enough
Mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up
I love the ink
I love the ink mark me up