Send It Up

Reliving the past? Your loss! Rockstar bitch call me Elvis M.O.B, she call me selfish Success got 'em jealous Shorty's killing, while I'm drilling Tattoos, how they break the news It was real if you made the news Last night my bitches came in twos And they both sucked like they came to lose Dropped out the first day of school Cause niggas got cocaine to move I be going hard, I got a name to prove Killing 'em, honey how I make the pain improve We can send this bitch up, it can't go down We can send this bitch up, it can't go down We can send this bitch up, it can't go down This the greatest shit in the club, since "In Da Club" It's so packed I might ride around On my bodyguard's back like Prince in the club She say "Can you get my friends in the club?" I say "Can you get my Benz in the club?" If not, treat your friends like my Benz Park they ass outside 'til the evening end When I go raw, I like to leave it in When I wake up, I like to go again When I go to work, she gotta call it in She can't go to work, same clothes again And her heart colder than the souls of men Louboutin on the toes again Tight dress dancing close to him Yeezus just rose again We can send this bitch up, it can't go down We can send this bitch up, it can't go down We can send this bitch up, it can't go down Memories don't live like people do They always 'member you Whether things are good or bad It's just the memories that you have