lirik lagu young jeezie - rip
r.i.p we just k!lled the club
drank patron out the bottle almost k!lled a thug
right now i’m so high i can’t feel the drugs
too many haters in here, i don’t feel the love
r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p we just k!lled the club
took patron to the head almost k!lled a thug
i’m in a brand new drop top ‘rari with three b-tches
tired being in the middle of trial with three snitches
and i hit up every club in your city, where n-ggas at?
i be in every club in the hood, where n-ggas at?
pull up, jump out stuntin like i was baby
on my cocaine cowboy sh-t, like in the 80’s
who the n-gga think he is sl1ck rick or dana dane
think he rakim or somethin, look at his chain
myself, from head to toe, i’m dougie fresh
looking like i came to play, mitch-ll and ness
any n-gga with a watch like that, he need attention
your man don’t ball out like that, you need to bench him
r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p we just k!lled the club
took patron to the head almost k!lled a thug
r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p we just k!lled the club
took patron to the head almost k!lled a thug
i’m gone, don’t know where i’m going
pockets on extra big, they on samoan
got some bad b-tches all in my section, just let some more in
and every n-gga came in with me’ll kick your door in
roll up, p-ss it around like we jamaican
whole pounds strapped up in this b-tch like we some hatians
she got good head, good brains, good education
i’m drunker than a motherf-cker, here’s the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
by the time a n-gga get to the crib, the mall open
man the nerve of this high–ss b-tch, she on the molly
she said she she want me to call her ms. berry, she think she halle
r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p we just k!lled the club
took patron to the head almost k!lled a thug
r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p we just k!lled the club
took patron to the head almost k!lled a thug
got a pocket full of dead prez
attached to your girl like a .jpeg
party scene turn to a murder scene
keep sh-ttin on n-ggas, need potty train, turn up, collard green
i’m on gasoline and i’m on that promethazine
life ain’t nothin but a g thing
switch lanes, get brain, hand down her g-string
i’m the type of n-gga thats built to last
you f-ck with me, ill put my foot in your -ss
i got a million in stash, i stack my money so tall
that you might need a giraffe
when you was countin this cash, n-gga!
r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p we just k!lled the club
took patron to the head almost k!lled a thug
r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p., r.i.p we just k!lled the club
took patron to the head almost k!lled a thug
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