lirik lagu lord jah-monte ogbon – jah-monte
[produced by kirk collins]
~yeah…aye…alkaline water sh~t, everytime!~
[verse 1: lord jah~monte ogbon]
put some respect on my sh~t!
this ain’t the same “callis” from back in the day
advise my lord to keep a mac, it ain’t safe
aye, how this your city, you still askin’ to play!?
ask me, that’s like a smack~in~the~face
racks & a ‘k
i’m cross the water; international bae!
fine as f~ck, but her attitude stank
keep my name out these f~ckin’ “city rapper” debates
got my own lane, that sh~t don’t matter to me
i was cut different!
you barely pushing an ounce, what’s all this “plug” business?
shoot at your house for my respect, ‘cuz ain’t no love in it
going circles ’round these n~ggas, like we ferris wheelin’
signed to myself, don’t wanna share a million
call me selfish, call me c~cky, call~whatever
just don’t call me without no motherf~ckin’ cheddar
you ain’t tried to put me on, i held vendettas
aye… this sh~t ain’t no beretta!!
[chrous: lord jah~monte ogbon]
to get this f~ckin’ bread, i made a gesture
he ain’t built for this sh~t, lordy pleasure
hard~body god~body, you don’t measure
it dont matter where we at, it’s whatever!
go get some f~cking bread lordy, do better
why you worried ’bout these hoes & you on credit!?
ain’t got no motherf~cking time for error
go get your sh~t together! (real life!!)
[verse 2: lord jah~monte ogbon]
the city f~ckin’ hype… ain’t dropped in “nothin’ nice”
know the lordy got the light to keep in touch; the christ
i ain’t trying to build ma, i’m tryna f~ck tonight!
n~ggas know my name from selling o’s, and cutting~(oh my god! callis!!)
r.i.p re, was touchin’ keys like justin bright
send 100 at your bucket, like~
i need a redbone, without a “hands~on”, but still hands on
when you got bread, it ain’t no friend~zone
she took the benz home, we in the end~zone
city sh~t, like cam newton
swine in ’em, look how your man moving… aye!
n~ggas be tellin’, like frank lucas
f~ck around, and put the eight to him
your broke ass still eighth~moving?
we in the whole state moving!
let the smokers get a sample, like they crate using
f~ck around, we in your face stupid!
[chrous: lord jah~monte ogbon]
to get this f~ckin’ bread, i made a gesture
he ain’t built for this sh~t, lordy pleasure
hard~body god~body, you don’t measure
it dont matter where we at, it’s whatever!
go get some f~cking bread lordy, do better
why you worried ’bout these hoes & you on credit!?
ain’t got no motherf~cking time for error
go get your sh~t together! (real life!!)
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