Cup Up Top Down Lyrics - Kirko Bangz

I hold my cup up, I let my top down 

And everywhere I look they pourin' up now 

Say shout out to them Texas niggas, Texas niggas 

I do this shit for Texas, nigga 

I hold my cup up, I let my top down 

And everywhere I look they pourin' up now 

Say shout out to them Texas niggas, Texas niggas 

I do this shit for Texas, nigga 

Bitch, I hear ya talkin' 

You about that shit, then take that off 

Fake ass niggas gotta lay down 

Reppin' H-Town, now a nigga can't play that off 

Niggas came down to the city, stole from the city 

Hoes from the city like "play that song" 

These rap niggas know I'm the new nigga 

But no nigga gotta put Kirko on 

Bitches know I'm 'bout it, man 

Love the way that I swang that chrome 

I be all in her body man 

Every bitch that I fuck, I own 

Uh, while you be tryna marry the bitch 

Ain't tryna burn, but this money I'm tryna bury quick 

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Ooh, I'm sippin' on that purple stuff 

Ho, I ain't 'bout to pour you up 

Ooh, I'm sippin' on that purple stuff 

Nigga, I ain't 'bout to pour you up 

I hold my cup up, I let my top down 

And everywhere I look they pourin' up now 

Say shout out to them Texas niggas, Texas niggas 

I do this shit for Texas, nigga 

When I hold my cup up, it's just like lifting weights 

Look like I'm chewin' instead of sippin' because this is an 8 

I don't want no soda, homie, I'd rather sip it straight 

I'm an OG out that screwed up clique 

King of the Ghetto, this is my name 

I be rollin' on swangers with candy black paint on 'em 

If it rain, still ain't gon' get a stain on 'em 

I'm from Texas, you can tell how I talk 

I'm from Texas, you can tell how I walk 

Six-piece wing dinner from Frenchy's 

King of the ghetto, ain't never been friendly 

Just put eleven more ounces in me 

Whenever you see me, my cup ain't empty 

So many fifteens, so many twelves, so many 6-5-9s 

I'm bangin' so hard, everybody else bangin' 

But I don't give a fuck if they park by mine 

I've got a thunder trunk 

I keep coughin' cause I smoke thunder skunk 

I've got the lightning dick, I need thunder cunt 

And I dare any one of y'all niggas to mess with Texas 

Texas gon' fuck you up 

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I hold my cup up, I let my top down 

And everywhere I look they pourin' up now 

Say shout out to them Texas niggas, Texas niggas 

I do this shit for Texas, nigga 

First they steal your lighter, then they steal your style 

Fat Pat is my idol, I've got twenty bands on my smile 

Forgot to pay they homage, they just reuse and recycle 

Man, they lie so much that they don't know the truth 

But they'll swear to God on the Bible 

I don't know where they do that at 

But it damn sure ain't in Texas 

Ridin' in the 'Lac down 45, I-10 is my exit 

I do this shit for the city, swangin' 

I've got wood grain in my Leffries 

Pimp C is the greatest 

Motherfucker, talkin' down is a death wish 

Codeine is my fetish - pourin' up is a way of life 

Legend stealer, Jerome Bettis 

You punk sipper ain't drakin' it right 

8 or all, that's a day in the life 

Open trunk, and array of lights 

They used to say this was local shit 

Now everywhere drinkin' muddy Sprite 

Pour up... 

I hold my cup up, I let my top down 

And everywhere I look they pourin' up now 

Say shout out to them Texas niggas, Texas niggas 

I do this shit for Texas, nigga 

I rep for Texas, nigga 

You gon' respect us, nigga 

We got ya sippin' out them white cups like Texas niggas 

Got ya shinin' diamond grills like them Texas niggas 

Rappers screwed up and chopped like them Texas niggas 

You get the message, nigga? So chop some checks up with us 

Them broads be tryna get us, cause they know we them niggas 

She love my Texas swag, and how I keep it G 

Let her roll in the slab, she wanna be seen with me 

I tell her pay that fee, it's pimpin' with me, mane 

Extended, bitch, in Texas, ain't no sippin' with me, mane 

Still drippin' candy stains, got that drink by the pane 

Cause I'm a Texas nigga, what we do Kurt Cobain 

I hold my cup up, I let my top down 

And everywhere I look they pourin' up now 

Say shout out to them Texas niggas, Texas niggas 

I do this shit for Texas, nigga