Artist: Raekwon Album: Lost Jewelry EP Song: Came Up Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Chorus] We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up I come from under the bottle nigga I came up So many niggas surround me wanna flame sum'n I'm like cool out, no money here change up We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up I come from under the bottle nigga I came up So many niggas surround me wanna flame sum'n I'm like cool out, no money here change up [Verse One] Little leather niggas get it I come from the back door where forty little live niggas with me All on mollies it's nothin press niggas they up Some in the mailroom in the club lightin blunts up Walk through new jewelry clothes it's silks only Besides gallons of milk with big bills on me True the tunes is florescent They use lightin niggas he got all they shines out stretchin Do you in the dark, whatever come out the light Better be bread or weed or gold good night Get the schemin shoot the shit up, with real niggas in here They all minors long as they know tonight Yeah that's the shit I don't like Shorty dome hyped, grab her face mask don't bite I'm in my mansion in the zone writin I'm known for throwin lightenin I stand alone yo one titan [Chorus] We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up I come from under the bottle nigga I came up So many niggas surround me wanna flame sum'n I'm like cool out, no money here change up We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up I come from under the bottle nigga I came up So many niggas surround me wanna flame sum'n I'm like cool out, no money here change up [Verse Two] Push the seven in the rain, come through with seven change They call me young legend out in Maine Known for tiltin niggas wigs Don't kill the kids for not knowin where real rap remains Treacherous mc react like Jack Dempsey Yeah the billboard whore and I'm Pimp C Fly as ever one level one rebel Who cool out in the Caymans with thugs, crews and gangs Yeah I rap for the merrier, dance my ass off Paper chasin Captain America Fly high livers who drive by, team of live wires Who catch you outside we pry liars Yeah them blow kids live on the go kids Never go broke grab your toast and smoke things Killers know to call me the goat For murderous rap music that get inside your head it's dope WHAT! [Chorus] We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up I come from under the bottle nigga I came up So many niggas surround me wanna flame sum'n I'm like cool out, no money here change up We pop bottles in this bitch to get our name up I come from under the bottle nigga I came up So many niggas surround me wanna flame sum'n I'm like cool out, no money here change up