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Jay2
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Jeffrey Smith
Jeffrey Smith
Songwriter:in
Israel Leon
Israel Leon
Songwriter:in
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
No
Yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Hey, hey, I look like the muhfuckin' boss
I move like the muhfuckin' boss
Now I got my wings like Ross
If that bitch a thot, I cannot wife
Cross her face, a X, like Benoit, yeah
Got checks, three stripes, got stars
Yeah, she rubbin' on me like a spa
Mike Jones, lil' bitch, I stay flossin'
Call on Tyrone, I called up a boss bitch
Know I'm a stunner, like my last name Austin
Beat up the pussy, the pussy exhausted, ooh
Like Toya I'm torn, and I'm Jason Bourne, this my ultimatum
I'm super, but I cannot save her
I do not shake hands wit' the traders
[Verse 3]
All black like I signed wit' the Raiders
I keep some pieces and garments
She wiped her tears in a Tesla wit' Charmin, yeah
Snake venom, lil' ho, I'm Carnage
My whole whip was made fiber carbon, yeah
No kid, but I still fuck wit' Barney's, yeah
These hoes all be tryna extort me, yeah
I smoke in the house like I'm Corey
I used to be broke but that shit a long story, shit
And, no, I ain't talkin'
My pockets popped off and said, "Fuck all the hate and the politics"
Poppin' 'em fast and she know all the side effects
Juggin' this music, shit, spin the whole block wit' it
One more time, you better spin the whole block wit' it
Shorty a eater, I know she got confidence
Shorty a eater know that shit obvious
I be like
[Verse 4]
Hey, hey, I look like the muhfuckin' boss
I move like the muhfuckin' boss
Now I got my wings like Ross
If that bitch a thot, I cannot wife
Cross her face, a X, like Benoit, yeah
Got checks, three stripes, got stars
Yeah, she rubbin' on me like a spa
Mike Jones, lil' bitch, I stay flossin'
Call on Tyrone, I called up a boss bitch
Know I'm a stunner, like my last name Austin
Beat up the pussy, the pussy exhausted, ooh
Like Toya I'm torn, and I'm Jason Bourne, this my ultimatum
I'm super, but I cannot save her
I do not shake hands wit' the traders
[Verse 5]
Pull and dump, know **** who pull and dump
She back it up, dump it, the trunk in the front
I'm not in city, she showin' me some
I keep it so P, that the cappin' is done
Yeah, this shit is a jungle
You fall in love, better let it go
Pop pills so we fuckin' six times in a row
And I ain't have nothing to lose
220 dash, I stepped out my shoes
Took out the trash, I sent 'em to school
Heavy her ass, her waist little too
I'm finna crash, I feel like I'm Luda'
And I'm so dapper, do that for my cougar
I'm 'bout the cash, the cash over rule you
Lil' bitch, do your shit
Lil' bitch, do your shit hey
[Verse 6]
Hey, hey, I look like the muhfuckin' boss
I move like the muhfuckin' boss
Now I got my wings like Ross
If that bitch a thot, I cannot wife
Cross her face, a X, like Benoit, yeah
Got checks, three stripes, got stars
Yeah, she rubbin' on me like a spa, ooh
Mike Jones, lil' bitch, I stay flossin'
Call on Tyrone, I called up a boss bitch
Know I'm a stunner, like my last name Austin
Beat up the pussy, the pussy exhausted, ooh
Written by: Israel Leon, Jeffrey Smith
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