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lirik lagu yn jay – 2 x 5 – 222

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[intro]
(d~mn, donny made this?)
(thank you, gc)
fell hard, but i wiped the—
yeah
got right back up
got right back up

[verse]
i fell hard, but i wiped the pain off, somebody wake me up
in a relationship with the money, they tryna break me up
count so much money, on my motherf~ckin’ hands, i got paper cuts
i be rollin’ big backwoods, you roll paper blunts
i got twelve~hundred~fifty dollars in a paper cup
fiend hit a line of drywall off a plastic plate
you don’t even put your money up, you got a plastic safe
thought she only had a plastic body, she got a plastic face
i just knocked a hole in the floor just to stash the pape’
bro drunk as h~ll drivin’ forеigns, he just crashed a wraith
i can tell shе got a bbl, she got a plastic shape
i just took my money out to eat, fantastic date
came through with a flying rug, a n~gga—
came through with a flying rug and aladdin cape
i can’t let these people hit my blunt, that’s why i had to face
i ain’t never got the b~tch coochie, but i had the face
in a maybach driving fast like i had to race
n~gga tryna catch up to me, you in last place
still ain’t got the money for the lawyer for your last case
i just woke up like, “what a fantastic day”
i don’t like to talk ’cause they don’t listen to what i have to say
bro sold the glock and plr, but he stashed the k
he forgot to eat his ice cream, but he had the cake
it’s my baby brother birthday, let you have your way
ayy, i’m a king too
i had a dream, i know martin luther king too
b~tch suck d~ck so good, she can sing too
i know a n~gga sell crack, he a fiend too
pop a perc’, drink a four of wock’, i’m a fiend too
somebody told me coochie man their favorite rapper, i agree too
every time i bless you, i get blessed, i should sneeze too
achoo
auntie hit an eight of—
auntie hit an eight of— had a heart attack
knock a n~gga out one punch, it was a hard attack
james shootin’ with the mohawk, they think harden back
i just bought a robot gun with the arms attached
every morning, wake your ass up like alarms at six
hop out, walk a n~gga down, just parked my whip
yeah, i probably beat your b~tch down, you just fought your b~tch
b~tch catch the ball with one hand, randy moss that b~tch
i’ma probably kick your b~tch out, i’m finna toss that b~tch
b~tch love to blow my socks off, you tryna off that b~tch
seventeen different kind of weeds, i got different flavors
knock your top off, catch a fade, he finna get a taper
i just smoked a big~ass backwood, he probably smokin’ vapors
got a red dot in the scope, he probably brought a laser
n~gga out here claimin’ that’s his daughter, probably didn’t raise her
you the type of n~gga pay for p~ssy, but you never paid her
hahaha, you done ran off on the p~ssy
b~tch, i’m the coochie man, couldn’t keep my hands up off the coochie
you the type that go broke from— d~mn
you the type that go broke from spendin’ bands up on the coochie
couple thousand dollars, popped a rubber band up in the coochie
b~tch p~ssy hot, she need to put a fan up in the coochie
ooh, she done caught a tan up in the p~ssy
b~tch look so good, so bad she need a whooping
have you ever hit a super thick b~tch? it was cushioned
waiting on him at his crib, i fell asleep in his bushes
have you ever hit a bad b~tch, then hit her big sister?
[outro]
haha, what the f~ck? (d~mn, donny made this?)
what the f~ck is—
coochie man, what the f~ck is you talkin’ ’bout, man?
what the f~ck is you talkin’ ’bout, man?
what the f~ck?
man, jay, chill, man, chill, chill
chill out, coochie man, you trippin’, you trippin’
you know what i’m sayin’?
keep this sh~t cordial


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