LiftMeUp(feat.FutureYoungThug)

Lift Me Up (feat. Future & Young Thug) (Explicit) - Ty Dolla $ign/Future/Young Thug

Lyrics by：Dwan Avery/Gabriel Shaddow/James Royo/Jeffery Lamar Williams/Nayvadius Wilburn/Rahshan Kyles/Tyrone Griffin Jr.

Hit me up

Lift me up pick me up baby

Yeah

Off the Xanny yeah

Oh baby lift me up oh baby carry me

Oh baby let me down oh baby tragedy

Oh baby let me rub oh baby body

I wanna know if you can't last no longer yeah

Hit me up hit me up baby

Cartier handcuffs baby

I took off the top the top of the whip vroom

I'm puttin' molly in my IV hmm

Oh baby lift me up oh baby carry me

Tent out in Maldives I'll be your Hercules

I'll f**k the s**t out of you

Ooh yeah

You'll tell your friends 'bout me

Ah yeah

You so possessive way too jealous

Don't bring your friends around me

Me

I had some famous girls some models and some regular h*es

Regular h*es

I tell my b***h about 'em think it's probably best that she knows

Best that she knows

I bought a Richard Mille it's a Bubba Watson luxury

Drop my new s**t now all these b***hes wanna f**k with me

Me

Another new one in my collection

Collection

Nothin' but bad b***hes up in my section

My section

Nothin' but princess cuts and baguettes

Baguettes

No commercial wheels up on the jet

Oh baby lift me up oh baby carry me

Oh baby let me down oh baby tragedy

Oh baby let me rub oh baby body

I wanna know if you can't last no longer yeah

Hit me up hit me up baby

Cartier handcuffs baby

I took off the top the top of the whip vroom

I'm puttin' molly in my IV hmm

Private show viewin' on the runway

Twelve-inch heels Roberto Cavalli

Eight zips of c*****e in a Hi-C

Throwin' private parties at the penthouse at the Marquee

Bora Bora villa yeah

Lil' Kim Hard Core dead pres'

You got more Chanel bags than your birthday

Molly and power make you a mermaid

Swimmin' in Franklins swimmin' in Benji

You get your backstroke in Stella McCartney

My gangbangin' friends gon' be the ones to protect you

You been turnin' up ever since that n***a left you

Oh baby nasty all nine karats

Ghost like Casper doors open backwards

Oh you a ballerina tippin' on marble