Tat It Up

I'm going hard body till there's no more room left

And you aint never seen nobody sit through this

You got space?

Tat it up.

Tat it up.

Tat it up.

Tat it up.

First off yeah i'm tatted up and my bitch too

You just got a bunch of different names like a bitch do

You da type of nigga in a book trying to pick through

I be getting blasted motherfuckin click through

Death mood, no pin you can call me big man

Showing skin you ain't goin ham like an islam

Light to a dark skin, nigga with no tan

No shirt in this bitch hollywood ho gear

Frankenstein tatted on me cause i an a monster

See a lot a pain you can me at the hostel

Face like a aston (…)

All the ideas you're my motherfuckin lights on

See it from the front or the back like an iphone

I walk inside the room and i'm the one they got their eyes on

Me say you ain't fucking with my dj

Catch up you ain't even started on your sleeves yet

Need to book a couple more sessions trying to reach us

Paint guns stuck into my flesh like leeches

All that shadin' shows that your just soft

And if you got a problem middle finger fuck off

I'm on some new shit im a face look

I know you wish you thought of this like facebook

And i done told give a fuck how the case looks

Cause niggas try to steal my shit, bill gates crooks

And i can pass for a vato

If you tatted, nigga i'm picasso

I'm the shit, you can get it on your nostrils

You can take a picture or get it on your ipod

I'm going hard body till there's no more room left

And you aint never seen nobody sit through this

You got space?

Tat it up.

Tat it up.

Tat it up.

Tat it up.

I'm going hard body till there's no more room left

And you aint never seen nobody sit through this

You got space?

Tat it up.

Tat it up.

Tat it up.

Tat it up.