Emma Ndire - Fuck It Up!

(Aah, Aaah, Aah)
(A-ah, Aah, Aah)
(A-ah, Aah, Aah)
(Ha-ah, Aah, Aah, Ah)
Walked into the house at 9 p.m
I'm home alone I don't wanna hang with my friends
I hear the dance floor screaming, calling me
I wear my crop-skirt and I grab a drink
Then I fuck it, fuck it up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
Left hand full cup (Full cup, full cup)
I didn't mean to interrupt (I didn't mean to interrupt)
Feels like my waist got stuck (It got stuck, got stuck)
I'm gonna turn it, turn it out (Turn it out, turn it out)
Blast the speakers to the ground (To the ground, to the ground)
And I ain't stopping til' I'm done (Til' I'm done, til' I'm done)
Until I fuck it, fuck it up (Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up)
Hey!
Tell me have you seen her
Ooh that girl's demeanor
She's a foxy diva, she knows (She knows, she knows)
She won't let you see her
She's gon be a leader
Always been a reader, you know (You know, you know)
(Aah, Aaah, Aah)
(A-ah, Aah, Aah)
(A-ah, Aah, Aah)
(Ha-ah, Aah, Aah, Ah)
It's so hot in here, but it's so cold outside
But if I take a break, I might just lose my stride
I might just lose my vibe, I might just lose my high
I might just stay here and die off my own supply
I wanna dance and whine til' the mornin' (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
There's no more air here I feel like I'm soaring
(Yeah- Wooh!)
Tell me have you seen her
Ooh that girl's demeanor
She's a foxy diva, she knows (She knows, she knows)
She won't let you see her
She's gon be a leader
Always been a reader, you know (You know, you know)
(Aah, Aaah, Aah)
(A-ah, Aah, Aah)
(A-ah, Aah, Aah)
(Ha-ah, Aah, Aah, Ah)
Walked into the house at 9 p.m
I'm home alone I don't wanna hang with my friends
(I'm home alone, I don't wanna hang with them)
I hear the dance floor screaming, calling me (Yeah- yeah, yeah yeah)
I wear my crop-skirt and I grab a drink
Then I fuck it, fuck it up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
Left hand full cup (Full cup, full cup)
I didn't mean to interrupt (I didn't mean to interrupt)
Feels like my waist got stuck (It got stuck, got stuck)
I'm gonna turn it, turn it out (Turn it out, turn it out)
Blast the speakers to the ground (To the ground, to the ground)
And I ain't stopping til' I'm done (Til' I'm done, til' I'm done)
Until I fuck it, fuck it up (Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up)
Hey!
Uh-huh
Fuck it up!

Written by:
Emma Ndire

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