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Flo-Rida - We Came Up lyrics
We got them diamonds straight glossy now we know how to shine 
We got them hits steady rocking, yeah the radio's mine 
We got them magazine covers read the article line 
We got the whole club poppin cause we stay on our grind 
See we done came up 
(So what ya hatin) So why you trippin on our paper? 
We gone do it again 
Yeah, see we done came up 
(Now why ya hatin) So why you trippin on our paper? Hey! 
Hey, now if it's on, then it's on 
I'm poppin like perion, congratulations to haters I'm 
Rocking like the Ramons 
The topic of every song, got paper like paper like Eddie Long 
Try to put down in my set, you get the [?] [?] 
I never would have made it if the bucket never fell 
Cause there's rap headquarters in the ghetto everywhere 
Turned nothing into something, then I do a hell yeah 
And some sykes to nikes, gucci one-hundred pair 
[?] on my label Josephine Baker that [? 
] [?]You can be greater too if the jealous take off the veil 
Sippin on lady be good might convince me to go to jail 
Elevated my loot up in Africa with Chapel 
I used to be the joke of conversation in the past, 
But now they congratulate me 
But now they get a dose of [?] poppin the [?] 
The hood crowd, I hope now it's styrofoam in the glass 
I can see it my eyes, these bitches is really mad 
See we done came up 
(So what ya hatin) So why you trippin on our paper? 
We gone do it again, Hey! 
See we done came up, Hey! 
(Now why ya hatin) So why you trippin on our paper? Oh-oh-oh-oh- ohhh, Yea! 
Uh! The hood ain't been the same since the Old G's died. 
Some locked away doing life 
Me as young nigga, I'm gettin me 
BPs and boulders gone help me shine 
It's been hot around the way, niggas ain't got discipline 
Swear to God, it's the world that we're living in, Nigga 
Bullshit niggas cross the head 
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Gotta bring the work in, then want more bread 
You feel me! 
Let the truth be told 
Remember when I used to pay 5 flat for a [?] 
The first day double up in an hour 
Work like a fiend, damn 
I was the shoes 
My watch was a Guess 
Cool water cologne, smell so fresh 
The Cuban lint layin on my chest, ya feel me! 
See we done came up (Ohhh) 
(So what ya hatin) So why you trippin on our paper? (On our paper! ) 
We gone do it again 
See we done came up (came up! ) 
(Now why ya hatin) So why you trippin on our paper? Oh-oh-oh-oh- ohhh, Yea! 
Yea, we gettin money 
My dog came and snatched a bird from me 
My old lady caught me cheatin on her with her with her friend 
Starting going on, you ain't go no ends 
You must be hater you ain't got no life 
I know ain't a soldier you ain't go stripes 
Something going on, what it is Briscoe! 
I tell 'em bitches that I'm touchin nosey ass [?] 
Just know that, ya boy one-hundred 
I had to show my lil whoday how to cut a hundred 
Open like a girl, straight like that 
Hit me with a spoon, bring that back 
Bring that dope, I bring that hood 
I bring that good, you bring the wood 
Something going on, I'm going on right now 
Them poor boys 
(Ohh) See we done came up (came up, yeaah! ) 
(So what ya hatin) So why you trippin on our paper? (Why?) 
We gone do it again, Hey! 
See we done came up, (again and again) 
(Now why ya hatin) So why you trippin on the paper? 
(Yea! Know how to shine, yeah! and the radio's mine! )








