Everytime My Song On Lyrics

CHORUS:
(Stuey Rock)
i got these guccis on my face this louis around my
waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face
his club we stuntin buy bottles by the case
everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin
up the whole place everytime my song on we fuckin up
the whole place fuckin up the whole place fuckin up
the whole place and everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place

TESTME-
Verse 1:
what we doin? look we fuckin up the whole place throwin
racks off in her face keep ugly hoes around a nigga
they just fuckin up my space look im trying to take
this pic tryna order me some ones look this money coming
in bricks girl we gonna fuck it up for fun we gonna
spend it all we gonna blow it all bitches already know
the prodacall thats a stallion on the stage dog and
if she step over here she gettin rained on splish splash
my treat presidential my sweet let me take these shades
off so u can see how low my eyes be these real gucci
shades we dont do the fake glasses and all my bitches
real they dont do the fake asses and everything designer
all i do is mix match it gotta pocket full of fittets
bitch im photoshoot ready

CHORUS:
(Stuey Rock)
i got these guccis on my face this louis around my
waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face
his club we stuntin buy bottles by the case
everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin
up the whole place everytime my song on we fuckin up
the whole place fuckin up the whole place fuckin up
the whole place and everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place

STUEY ROCK:

Verse 1:
Everytime my top dropped louis shades and them hoes
flock you know its goin down we ballin killin like
im young joc ball hard like im nba got my set up nowTestMe - Everytime My Song On - http://motolyrics.com/testme/everytime-my-song-on-lyrics.html
they envey me got good out here no enemys money got
these hoes all in to me wanna be friends with me ball
out have a drink with me everywhere i go these folks
claiming that they killin me swag in a drop top jag
im ridin with a brown bitch from bmore and you know
she gotta be bad ugly bitches they choosin these niggas
out here they losing Stuey Rock up in the building
all the singers ya'll ruining look im shining on these
niggas didnt believe me what im doin and dont try to sign me nowww

CHORUS:
(Stuey Rock)
i got these guccis on my face this louis around my
waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face
his club we stuntin got bottles by the case
everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin
up the whole place everytime my song on we fuckin up
the whole place fuckin up the whole place fuckin up
the whole place and everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place

TESTME:
Verse 2:
What we doin? let me introduce you to my world i pour
champgne on these girls standing on top of all these
couches screaming muthafuck theese bouncers got a hater
lookin mean pay to cost a fee we party hard like martygraw
and make sure your titties with no v's dont believe
me come and see welcome to my v.
i.p where there is no longer a section cause these
hoes over here just sit ya i tell the club owner im
sorry we do not mean no harm but you know they gonna
fuck it up if the dj play the song

CHORUS:
(Stuey Rock)
i got these guccis on my face this louis around my
waist these true religion jeans on these hoes all in my face
his club we stuntin buy bottles by the case
everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place fuckin
up the whole place everytime my song on we fuckin up
the whole place fuckin up the whole place fuckin up
the whole place and everytime my song on we fuckin up the whole place