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Allen Core - Up Ciao Bella Lyrics

[Part I: up]

[Intro]
Fuck gwaan arite

[Chorus]
I know what I'd do for you, I know what I'd do for you
Babe, there's only one of you, tell me when you comin' through
Pourin' a four, that's two times two
I can't save it for later
This shit like a candy shop 'cause we got too much flavour
Uh, she don't wanna front, party 'til the sun come up, until we're done
Girl- girl you ain't the one, you might be one of ones
These diamonds hit the floor, these uppers take me up (Up, up, up, up, up)

[Verse 1]
Fuck me in the shower, ain't no love in this cut, ain't no love in this cut
You can't give me trust, so- so you can't give me nonе
Bitch, she don't care 'bout none that, shе tryna turn up and have fun (Fi, fi)
Yeah, we gon' need a while, you precious like them pearls
Bitch, why would I front?
Yeah, five- five foot two, she got them curls
She's from ATL, tryna see what's up
What's up with it? Not much girl, it's counterfeit
Racks on racks, I'm countin' it
Never trippin' on no bitch
I don't like my social media, she still double-tap my pics
I don't like socials, they said I'm who I am, then I post a pic
[Chorus]
I know what I'd do for you, I know what I'd do for you
Babe, there's only one of you, tell me when you comin' through
Pourin' a four, that's two times two
I can't save it for later
This shit like a candy shop 'cause we got too much flavour
Uh, she don't wanna front, p- party 'til the sun come up, until we're done
Girl you ain't the one, you might be one of ones
These diamonds hit the floor, these uppers take me up (Up, up, up, up, up)

[Verse 2]
Take me up, take me up, take me up (Bli, bli)
Where the fuck my double cup, my model bitch, hit that shot with it
Yeah, I levelled up with it, I put my drugs in it
I put my heart, my soul, my everything inside of this shit
They say I'm goin' codeine crazy, Kanye, every time I miss (No)
Like, I know what I’d do, for you I'd drop this shit
Sike, bitch, you forever, I'm on the stage in all-black leather
Girl gon' clap that boy whenever, I can't trust that end of his pepper
But I rewind the mix, got vices and I ain't proud of it
Like please girl, [?]
Blow gases 'cause of the environment
Three days in the booth, locked in, I done little bits and I ain't tired of it
I know I inspired this shit, I pop these pills and vitamins

[Chorus]
Uh, she don't wanna front, p- party 'til the sun come up, until we're done
Girl you ain't the one, you might be one of ones
These diamonds hit the floor, these uppers take me up (Up, up, up)
[Part II: ciao bella]

[Intro]
M- M- M- M- MOTIONMUZIK (MOTIONMUZIK)
Five, five, five, five

[Pre-Chorus]
Lil' shawty twenty, ciao bella, Italian ting, ciao bella
Too turnt, lil' bitch can't settle, in the mansion so I know you ain't welcome (Huh)
I'm with the mafia, and no this ain't Three 6
P- pour me an X, get high like a G6, this shit so fly I ain't needin' no remix
I'm- I'm in the dance with drugs on my G Liv?

[Chorus]
Yeah, I smoke dope 'til I don't feel enough ('nough)
Okay (Okay), Okay (Okay)
Off a bean eyes white and pearly (Bean, bean, bean)
Okay, ashin' on the floor in the BnB, need the bassline thumpin' (Bass, bass, bass, bass)
Lean, got a load of, you can give me, baby, give me that one thing (That one thing, give me that one thing)

[Verse 1]
First hopped out the Beem, smelled like OG cush, I'm cool on Vaseline
Showed love to the plug, he showed love to me, front me way I use it like a calorie
Where you think I got my hitters, my yutes?
I'm payin' on the feds, I'll start a gallery
I'm smackin' like I'm new, she got out the sheets
Can’t stand next to broke boys, I swear I got allergies
Barely took flight, we could hide all night (All night)
Go viral with a fit, said she need a timeout (Timeout)
Check the work, chop it down 'til the flight out
One in the [?], so I don't give a fuck about the OGs
Brodie I swear I broke my back it's weighin' way more than an OZ (OZ, OZ)
I ain’t really rockin’ wit’ lil homie 'cause he buns (Buns, buns)
Everybody tryna go out 'fore I hit the grass (Grass, grass)
Rackies in my pocket, gettin' wired, I'm Rick Ross (Ross, Ross)
[Pre-Chorus]
Shawty call me, ciao bella, Italian ting, ciao bella
Too turnt, lil' bitch can't settle, in the mansion so I know you ain't welcome (Huh)
I'm with the mafia, and no this ain't Three 6
P- pour me an X, get high like a G6, this shit so fly I ain't needin' no remix
I'm- I'm in the dance with drugs on my G Liv?
I'm in the dance, shit fucked up
Henny cup, blowin' on gas like a rasta
I still made a call to the customer, I ain't trustin' that boy he move faster

[Chorus]
Yeah, I smoke dope 'til I don't feel enough ('til I don't feel enough, okay)
Young Fendi off a bean, eyes white and pearly (Pearly, okay, okay)
Okay, mashin' on the floor in the Beem, need the bassline thumpin' (Ice, ice, ice, ice)
You ain't gotta love it, baby, give me that one thing (Give me that one thing, give me that, give me that, give me that)