Set It Up (Explicit)
Kamaiyah"Set It Up (Explicit)" is a song by Kamaiyah, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:10 long and contains 57 lines and 516 words.
Lyrics
0:00作曲 : Kamaiyah Johnson/Katrina Taylor
0:02作词 : Kamaiyah Johnson/Katrina Taylor
0:05You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin' , *****
0:14(Oh my God, Kenny)
0:12Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
0:18I'm a spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin'
0:14Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
0:20I'm a spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin'
0:26Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
0:29I'ma spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin'
0:26You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin'
0:32*****, who the **** you disrespecting?
0:30*****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those
0:34I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows
0:39*****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those
0:43I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows
0:45Ayy, that lil ***** that you been with
0:47Is the one that's settin' you up and let me know just what your PIN is
0:43And since it's your card that I'm spending
0:48I'ma run it up, *****, these cards ain't got no limit
0:52Bought a bracelet, tennis, VVS's in it
0:57Since I got your ****, I'ma keep running up those digits
0:53You think it's a game and you can **** with other *******
0:59Yeah, aight, *****, your windows, get to fixing
1:04My mama told me, "Never let a ***** make you fold"
0:59Not a lie was told, all your game exposed
1:06Boy, you think you can play me like I'm one of these lil' hoes?
1:10I'm a big ass boss, standin' tall up on ten toes
1:09Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
1:11I'ma spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin'
1:17You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin'
1:14*****, who the **** you disrespecting?
1:19*****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those
1:17I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows
1:21*****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those
1:28I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows
1:31He got four or five hoes
1:26Takin' ******* out, gotta buy 'em new clothes (Yeah)
1:31Valet parking, open up suicide doors
1:36Private mansions tucked off in the Poconos
1:32****, I'm blowing up the Rolls
1:35I'm mad
1:37'Cause I ain't the ***** to share no bag
1:43And I ain't the kind of ***** you could drag
1:47And I put that on my flag, you **** ass *****
1:47I'll piss in your mouth, you lil' ****boy
1:50Disrespect a bad *****, you get checked, boy
1:54And don't you ever play games with my check, boy
1:51'Cause I'm the queen of the board, I checkmate, boy (Trina)
1:55Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
1:55I'ma spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin'
2:01You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin'
2:07*****, who the **** you disrespecting?
2:05*****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those
2:07I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows
2:13*****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those
2:10I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows
作曲 : Kamaiyah Johnson/Katrina Taylor 作词 : Kamaiyah Johnson/Katrina Taylor You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin' , ***** (Oh my God, Kenny) Run up all his cards, run up all his credit I'm a spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin' Run up all his cards, run up all his credit I'm a spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin' Run up all his cards, run up all his credit I'ma spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin' You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin' *****, who the **** you disrespecting? *****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows *****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows Ayy, that lil ***** that you been with Is the one that's settin' you up and let me know just what your PIN is And since it's your card that I'm spending I'ma run it up, *****, these cards ain't got no limit Bought a bracelet, tennis, VVS's in it Since I got your ****, I'ma keep running up those digits You think it's a game and you can **** with other ******* Yeah, aight, *****, your windows, get to fixing My mama told me, "Never let a ***** make you fold" Not a lie was told, all your game exposed Boy, you think you can play me like I'm one of these lil' hoes? I'm a big ass boss, standin' tall up on ten toes Run up all his cards, run up all his credit I'ma spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin' You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin' *****, who the **** you disrespecting? *****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows *****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows He got four or five hoes Takin' ******* out, gotta buy 'em new clothes (Yeah) Valet parking, open up suicide doors Private mansions tucked off in the Poconos ****, I'm blowing up the Rolls I'm mad 'Cause I ain't the ***** to share no bag And I ain't the kind of ***** you could drag And I put that on my flag, you **** ass ***** I'll piss in your mouth, you lil' ****boy Disrespect a bad *****, you get checked, boy And don't you ever play games with my check, boy 'Cause I'm the queen of the board, I checkmate, boy (Trina) Run up all his cards, run up all his credit I'ma spend a rack for every ***** that he been textin' You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin' *****, who the **** you disrespecting? *****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows *****s ain't ****, his cards, I'ma spend those I'ma slash his tires and I'ma bust out all his windows
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