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lirik lagu jay worthy, spice 1 & bun b - jive 95

[verse 1: spice 1]
woke up early in the morning, you can tell it was a crazy night
bad b~tch on my left side, ‘nother bad b~tch on my right
take a look under the sheets there, baby had ass like a whale tail
i’m in australia, melbourne just to be exact at the hotel
i think i’ma hit it again, matter of fact, i’ma knock em both down
before i get on my next flight out to detroit, to the motown
i’ma, stick a clip up in my s~x pistol, get to bustin rounds
i don’t know what she was grabbing for but she was tryna (reach the sky)
when i st~stuck that d~ck up in her, give her something that she gon remember
should be waiting for me ’til i come back to the city l~late september
the other one was watchin’, she was in a, trance, looking at me like dinner
wondering how many motherf~ckin’ l!cks that it was gon take her to get to the center
of the blow pop, one and two and three and don’t stop
tried to take her to my flat but a n~gga couldn’t do it because the phone dropped

[verse 2: jay worthy]
woke up early in the morning, you can tell it was a brazy night
couple grand on my bedside, they know that these b~tches pay me right
you know that these b~tches praise me right, you know that it’s really me and spice
if she don’t come with a five piece, then you know the b~tch was the lazy type
you know me, i keep it gangsta, right? slapping oldies and sipping lies
riding round in my ’50 on gold ds like it’s ’89
’80 baby, got a ’80s mind, got a ’80s b~tch like sheila e
redbone when i yeet the d with the red paint (reach the sky)
in the westside through the back streets, ha ha, it’s me again
she a freak, yeah, told her bring a friend, it’s three of us in a big body
dropped the rag, now i’m in a benz, no snooty fox, no western ave
i’m a boss baby, we do the hills to the honeycomber, we hide out
down sunset where we ride out, it’s the capital, it’s the f~ckin p
it’s the one and only, it’s really me, it’s, it’s him
[verse 3: bun b]
i’m the trillest og, my n~gga, get familiar with the notion
i’m recognized as a factor in these streets ’cause i’m having motion
my mind sharp as a tack, my game smoother than lotion
i’m staying on top my ps and qs while sippin on that purple potion
catch me westside coastin, cruisin ’round in something clean
sippin on the juice, chuckin up the deuce, when you see me out on the scene
i’m steady stacking that cream, working on the triple beam
i ain’t even a muslim, b~tch, but i’m still on my deen, you know what i mean? (reach the sky)
’cause i been outside, and b~tch, i been down for mine, for three decades getting it
some of the dudes i started with couldn’t hang, mayne, and they ended up quitting it
but trust me, this game ain’t for everybody, ’cause it’s a whole lot of sh~t in it
but as long as it’s breath in my lungs and i got a tongue then i’ma keep spitting it
so i tapped up with worthy and spice 1, a.k.a my n~gga cheeko
and we ran through this game, kickin everybody ass like we had a cheat code
we known for going hard solo, but now we hitting n~ggas threefold
and we gold, that’s why you can’t f~ck with us, mayne, ’cause we go by the g~code

- lirik lagu jay worthy spice 1 bun b

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