Uh Uh - Fredo

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, A mí me gustas tú Me gustas tú Y tu hermano Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Un problema tengo No sé cómo resolverlo Si con un mano a mano Él me mira, tú me miras Yo te miro, nos miramos Él te mira, tú le miras Y los tres nos miramos Y entre tanto, tanto ajetreo De ojos volando, ojos cerrados Ojos abiertos, guiños indiscretos Me está dando un escalofrío que me gusta Mucho No hace falta que haya jaleo Con los dos me que'o Tengo pa' los dos Y entre tanto me apunto un tanto En to'l corazón No te enfades por favor Solamente fue un beso de amor Lo que le di a tu hermano Solo fue un beso de amor Y después un revolcón total Fue total, pero no te enfades Porque tú y yo quedamos mañana Y qué sabe nadie de quién duerme en mi cama Tu mirada, mi mirada Su mirada, nuestras miradas Todas juntas, todas juntas Metidas como una colada Se cuelan por dentro De mi cuerpo No sabrá si fue verdad Lo que hice para tu cumpleaños Total que al final Ni chica ni limoná' Menos mal que me pegué un gustazo Y me dejé poner el lazo Por los dos Porque sino No sé qué hubiera hecho Me hubiera perdido Una noche de sexazo Tu mirada, mi mirada Su mirada, nuestras miradas Todas juntas, todas juntas Y revueltas en la cama O en una esquinita del salón Me gustas un montón Y tú también, guapetón Me gustas un montón

UH UH UH UH UH HAAA UH UH UH UH UH YEA HA YEA YEA LOOK AYE LOOK Now let me tell you bout this bitch (this bitch) This bitch so crazy but she tell me I ain't shit uh I think I like her cuz I like the way she UH UH I think I like her cuz I like the way its sitting Pimpin plenty different women Yea She like Sunday brunches at the places with mimosas Her phone on DND then please believe she getting over (yea) Like 2k in the bed I'm in her back I'm taking over yea Long pole drilling she gone feel it in her shoulders Closely I had to follow closely Imma show-me type of nigga you gone have to show me Dope fiends feigning for the patch just like a letterman Broke beams coming through I'm heavy as an elephant So clean I should be on covers for a magazine Actually I passed all the rappers on my Insta feed Me, Myself and I we get it done, we like a superteam No I couldn't find another nigga who outdoing me Bitch you must be clueless You asking what it cost When its really about the sauce if you ain't got it then you lost yea Bossman business I ain't close to being finished Off-White tennis they ain't seen me in a minute I'm Talking to this toxic ass lil bitch This bitch so crazy but she say that I ain't shit yea I think I like her cuz I like the way she UH UH I think I like her cuz I like the way she sitting Pimpin plenty different women yea

Okay I'm a dope boy, trap boy, everybody knows (know) I open my shop up, then everybody goes (everybody) From the cars to the clothes (clothes) The jewels to the flows (flows) Don't fool the bros, the tool's gonna blow And no (no), I don't wonder She'll love me if I'm broke (why?) 'Cause goin' broke, is suttin' that I won't, no I get money when I'm high (high) I get money when I'm low (low) I get money with my hunny (hunny) I get money with the bros (bros) You try discipline me? (Me) That's when I discipline you (you) Girl, I'm done with these hoes I'm in a discipline mood (I am) Fly girl, I like the way you're glistenin', too Before rap, in the trap, I'm who they're listenin' to You like suckin' it, strokin' it, kissin' 'em too When you're at work, missin' me You're missin' 'em too, nah (too) Real niggas ain't dissin' on tunes In real life, make niggas go missin' with booms Like, sweep 'em aside ('side) Put your feelings aside I'm the type to go to a weddin' And leave with the bride I'm a devious guy Got my girl a new Range Rover Left it outside, and said "The keys are inside" And I still can't get a Visa, or go to Miami 'Cause you know me, I'm scatty Favorite clothes is a trackie Way before rap, I had a freezin' wrist They ask me how? I tell them the reason is I'm a dope boy, trap boy, everybody knows (know) I open my shop up, then everybody goes (everybody) From the cars to the clothes (clothes) The jewels to the flows (flows) Don't fool the bros, the tool's gonna blow And no (no), I don't wonder She'll love me if I'm broke (why?) 'Cause goin' broke, is suttin' that I won't, n-no (no) I get money when I'm high (high) I get money when I'm low (low) I get money with my hunny (hunny) I get money with the bros (bros) You love moanin' Always tryna leave me with stress But if I leave You know it's gonna leave you depressed (you know it) Six keys on my neck I said "We are the best" Only alphabet I know is, VVNS The city know I'm clean when I dress And the city knows you play And yes (yes), we're leavin' a mess Niggas feenin' for skirt Want my princess Is the only girl in this world I need to impress I stop buying jewlery, and said "I need to invest" So vested and got more jewel, I need to confess (I need) If I had one wish (one), It would be your address (come) Come 'round with my dawg, and leave teeth in your flesh S-said she's on the pill But I'm still nuttin' in her grill 'Cause trust, it's nothin' that I feel (nothin') I spit crack, and it's also suttin' that I deal I'm chef after dilemma, come and have a meal I'm a dope boy, trap boy, everybody knows (know) I open my shop up, then everybody goes (everybody) From the cars to the clothes (clothes) The jewels to the flows (flows) Don't fool the bros, the tool's gonna blow And no (no), I don't wonder She'll love me if I'm broke (Why?) 'Cause goin' broke, is suttin' that I won't, n-no (no) I get money when I'm high (high) I get money when I'm low (low) I get money with my hunny (hunny) I get money with the bros (bros) I'm a dope boy, trap boy, everybody know From the cars to the clothes, the jewels to the flows

Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my she chick wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait, cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai? It's Fredo, I'm young and bossy Them niggas love to copy We're bringing straps everywhere you won't get nothing from me You know I step steady, got a show I get ready Step out to my shows all them hoes wanna sex Freddie When I was back in jail I never used to get any Came home, bought a wet Bezzy now they get friendly Man I pray for my sins and I pay for my tings Gave little man a pack and said don't play with the ting My new straps full there's no space in the ting Bro's away on the wing, so I wait for the ring Last year I put all of my faith in some cling Now I feel like this music might blatantly win Man I'm heavy on these tracks and I'm spending all these racks My uncle wants P's but I know he'll spend it on some crack Are you feeling my pain? Used to sit in my cell like damn I'm needing a change Come home and go right back to dealing again Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my chick she wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai? The lifestyle's got your chick moist Them man are dead she wants the big boys Straps got a sick choice We the reason why them clicks join You can't talk about the kid, my ting rolls like Bitcoin They young OG, he's steady reppin' Stay heavy steppin' catch one tryna check him Clean hearted dude been reppin' from a yute Like FIFA trouble my circle it was shoot, no lies Hella birds tryna get at the kid, no hype Fuck dat there's hella birds in the crib, there's no time My jail bruddah said "K rap" I said timing, I'm grinding There's no way that I'm rhyming and just surviving I'm all for the peace but still bang mine All in the streets blud I'll bang mine These half-steppers, talking all that killing shit with gang signs Then in the dock ruining a mans life, it's sad times Man I'm levelling up I can't switch up or feel like I said it enough My OG's taught me show love but never to trust I help niggas out, they still moan it's never enough I'm busy, still my chick she wants all of my time Told her she's gon' have to wait cos I'm all on my grind Man I'm chasing after money and that's all of the time How you think I blew 10 in the mall in Dubai

The beat boss Yeah Scorpion, Scorpion, Scorpion Pussyboy changed on me and now he's lookin' like a scorpion (Scorpion) No, my dargies ain't playing hand tings, them man pull up with Scorpions (Scorpions) Pull up on it in so many whips the mandem think that I've been torturing (torturing) Got V's on my wrist, I'm deep in this shit, fans ask have I been smokin'? Yeah, yeah My niggas be shotta's on the opp block Them man are recording it Got hand tings that look like they're fresh out the box My shotties are ornaments Got so many numbers and comma's in my bank They look like coordinates I'm droppin' the price when everyone's got food But I cannot forfeit cheques He's a scorpion (Scorpion) My darg left the cage I bought him in (I did it) But my other one hates, I can't talk to him And it's makin' me sick, just the thought of it For real (for real) I see my young boys all in a stolen car Then it's facts them man 'bout to go to war (war) Them youtes tried to slide like a photo, darg Got shot, think twice before you go to store, yeah The trap was the love of my life (life) Me and my pack used to cuddle at night (night) My savage needs cake and I cut him a slice 'Cause when we go raving he snuck in the pipe Out in the back, covered in ice Only thing melting's the love of your life He mentioned my name a couple of times I can't wait to show him what my brothers are like (PG) Bullet's flying, mums crying Windows smashing, that's a ricochet (yeah) When it's time to slide, you know that's just how my nigga's play (yeah) Fuck a 9-to-5 we're outside, show me the quickest way (where) Money is time and I can't waste mine up in the prison mate Yo she wanna' chew it I walked in with sixty and blew it (blew it) Nah this ain't no fake rap, I do it (do it) They hatin' on me 'cause they knew it (knew it) Your lady with me and she choosing (choosing) You ain't with the team then you're losing (losing) Play with my G, leave you snoozing (snoozing) You guys say you're dripping, I'm oozing (oozing) Pussyboy changed on me and now he's lookin' like a scorpion (Scorpion) No, my dargies ain't playing hand tings, them man pull up with Scorpions (Scorpions) Pull up on it in so many whips the mandem think that I've been torturing (torturing) Got V's on my wrist, I'm deep in this shit, fans ask have I been smokin'? Yeah, yeah My niggas be shotta's on the opp block Them man are recording it Got hand tings that look like they're fresh out the box My shotties are ornaments Got so many numbers and comma's in my bank They look like coordinates I'm droppin' the price when everyone's got food But I cannot forfeit cheques Me and my brother's we got it (so) We only run from the law I got some money from rap, now it's a fact that I've seen that I'll be coming for more I flooded my wrist, I flooded my neck I flooded my fingers, I flooded my jaw My darg got three phones to work for the summer So we ain't coming on tour They know Fred when I come in Dior They know I turn one into four (four) They know the coke's nothin' but raw (raw) They know we opp's and leave blood on the floor She wanna' chew it (chew that) Walked in with sixty and blew it (I blew that) This ain't no fake rap, I do it (I do that) They hatin' on me 'cause they knew it (yeah-yeah) I run up a hundred, I run up two hundred I run up a half ticket I'm talkin' 'bout guns and drugs and landed myself in charts with it Someone got slapped, all in the ends and I heard the dargs did it I let the food go cook in the trap, keep my eye on it just for the last minute (last minute) Pussy, don't ask me shit I left nigga's way in the past with it 360 cameras on my car and shit I don't look out the window when I'm parking this (no) Old-heads still get the large with it They ain't shot no-one since Prada kits I try use my mind but my hearts in it If my bro needs he can ask for it (yeah) Bullet's flying, mums crying Windows smashing, that's a ricochet (yeah) When it's time to slide, you know that's just how my nigga's play (yeah) Fuck a 9-to-5 we're outside, show me the quickest way (where?) Money is time and I can't waste mine up in the prison, mate Yo, she wanna' chew it (chew it) I walked in with sixty and blew it (blew it) This ain't no fake rap, I do it (I do that) They hatin' on me 'cause they knew it (yeah-yeah) Your lady with me and she choosing (choosing) You ain't with the team then you're losing (losing) Play with my G, leave you snoozing (snoozing) You guys say you're dripping, I'm oozing (oozing) The beat boss