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lirik lagu jay montana - stand up

[chorus: jay montana]
designer fabrics from paris, just to hold my pants up
i ain’t loud, cause that drank on my ass, can’t even stand up
goofy rappers, must do stand ups
find a route, and put my man’s up
i was somewhere creeping with my heat, while you was laying up
ay, i’m still one of the best, at this sh~t diarrhea
5 million hoes a fake, and you still on diarrhea
talk to god, like, “can i come to heaven still if i k!ll it?”
i really want to kick the cup, but i don’t know if i will

[verse: jay montana]
i’m on point, i won’t go out like the last guy i promise
rich sh~t means rents with the creed like adonis
rich sh~t, you know my chain heat till i’m unconscious
i got a little fresh, jet to hit new york like a giant
b~tch, gotta be somewhere from dеtroit, she always lyin’
show them n~ggas that knew i was in thе field, ask when i’m signing
ay, middle man, numbers, can you tell me who in charge?
talkin’ how far i done made it, they don’t know i had it hard

[verse 2: fattmack]
i get high off a bar, now i’m shining and i’m a star
when we go spin, i got that seat, no, i’m not tryna drive the car
remember, we ain’t have a thing, now look at me, i’m livin’ large
and i just hope you are for me, i’m all for you, and b~tch, you know it
i find out you ain’t love me, wish i could take back all my love
we cashin’ out at every store, for all the time we couldn’t afford it
and i’m a molly in the faction, my heart broken, i need cracks
and we come spin, you still livin’, b~tch, you lucky
i’m still gon’ d~ck you down, but i remember you weren’t for me
a couple n~ggas takin’ credit for this sh~t, ain’t give me nothin’
and all my opps, know where i live, i’m in mobile this choppa russia
i probably run around with these switch, but this b~tch flat, we don’t like b~ttons
and i’m sorry for what i did, i love you dearly, but i couldn’t (on, god)
but i’m thinkin’ about you here, while i roll, randell in my woods
they say they gon’ get me k!lled, sometimes i wish they really do it
i had came back, out the sh~t, when they had through me in the sewer
[chorus: jay montana]
designer fabrics from paris, just to hold my pants up
i ain’t loud, cause that drank on my ass, can’t even stand up
goofy rappers, must do stand ups
find a route, and put my man’s up
i was somewhere creeping with my heat, while you was laying up
ay, i’m still one of the best, at this sh~t diarrhea
5 million hoes a fake, and you still on diarrhea
talk to god, like, “can i come to heaven still if i k!ll it?”
i really want to kick the cup, but i don’t know if i will

- lirik lagu jay montana

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