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lirik lagu jugg harden - d to the oh

[verse 1: jugg harden]
bro gon’ trap in nike tech, til it’s out of style
no sh~t in my pocket, it be adding a couple pounds
told her bring some money, that p~ssy don’t get me aroused
need a percent, if you gon’ make some money in my town
that n~gga must have really stayed all he do is shoot at houses
take a groupie b~tch, i might dm her and beat her down
n~gga steal from me, i steal his life, we even now
packet full of dark, i told my fiends to meet the brass
it’s a [?], stupid, not a chop, stupid
37 thousand on the watch, stupid
reach for something, imma be here, get popped, stupid
big ben with the hoes don’t get blocked, stupid
i got white b~tches giving me they daddy money
strippers tell you hit the club, and i start passing money
i’m in the three story house, i used to have a [?]
i’m just getting used to this, i’m kinda bad with money
switches on the glizzy, it got split personalities
on the ‘gram he lit, but he not in reality
all i sip is juice, f~ck around and get a cavity
n~ggas in the field, sn~tching chains like he [?]
found out i hit his b~tch, he breathing different
i ain’t even gotta brag, she see the difference
like he took too long, we leaving n~ggas
we’ll come and get your whole family, guy, like peter griffin
[verse 2: doe boy]
f~cked around and got so rich, i bairley even speak to n~ggas
rather hang with money, b~tch, i bairley be with n~ggas
look me in my eyes when you f~ck me, see a k!ller
30 in this magazine clip, read it, n~gga
younging tryna rob the plug for that easter pink, n~gga
you gon’ leave here sober if you bring some lean with ya
go to court and sing, this fn gon’ sing with ya
bring it to your doorstep, i’m not a sneak disser
i was young and petty, robbing n~ggas for an ounce
og [?] trap jumping like a bouncey house
really ran them racks up so much, i can’t even count
cheepest thing on me is my gun, check my outfit
stick was like 700, switch was like 600
prada ski mask, i look like i’m ’bout to stick something
30 in my goiard bag, f~ck around and buy a brick or something
hope your ass can scramble height that bar b~tch, we gon’ bl!ck something
boy, take them margielas off, them b~tches out of style
bl!cky in my pocket, it be adding a couple pounds
og gas loud, told that n~gga keep it down
in cleveland in the field, they might need me on the brown
ain’t no buck, it go brr, this a switch, stupid
i just left your broad, that ho, that’s not your b~tch, stupid
[?] i’m with the sh~ts, stupid
[?] wrist stupid, yeah

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