Hollyhood
Jasmine J Walker
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How you afraid to drop a dime When you already dropped a dime Got a wife at home but you steady on my line Talkin' bout shorty you remember when I grind slow Did I really did I really blow ya mind though Nah you got me confused with yo other boos I been peeped game so I never gave the cookie up And that's why I got ya wife on the line man And I hope she gets every single diamond rang Niggas kill me They put their fist up got ya all thinking that they're men of the people All on the stage like they're motivational speakers When really they're just A1 creepers You pushing and 40 with an 18-year-old shorty Oh you think you're lit cuz you're riding around with All of the hot sisters and fly mamacita's Well I ain't on ya payroll so let me shoot the shit They ain't laughing with ya they're all laughing At ya cuz ya that old and afraid of commitment Everybody in the world know that ain't no G shit Don't get mad at me your life is kinda sad b Now this next jab is for my saints and ain'ts My Holy Ghost filled fire baptize believers Stop looking down at me I'm not an evil heathen I'm 24 years old and never sold my soul I went to college to get more knowledge I upped my pedigree by fixing my credit B I went across the stage and got my degree I'm in the middle of my prime with a full time job I stay prayed up not laid up with a man that All my kids call uncle Fred I'm not on the front pew with my legs wide open Tryna give the preacher a sip of my ocean I might curse a bit but that don't mean I'm not anointed Appointed or chosen for this here time I don't want what ya got I only want what's mine This right here is for you that cross the line All up in the club screaming damn she mighty fine Walking up to me tryna cop a feel Whisper in my ear talking bout ya million dollars Nah that's cap you got a million baby mamas And Jazzy walked away cuz she ain't even bout the drama Don't ever in ya life try to put your hands on me I know hood niggas in the trap That'll split ya like a kit kat Then show up to ya wake like who did that I'll have em throw you over the escalades In broadway junction for ya sick escapades How dare you fix ya crusty ass lips to say That a black woman ain't beautiful Not with all that dirt built around ya thick ass cuticles Give a damn about who's box you keep glistening When you don't even have one pot to piss in Nah son you don't even have one Who said that Everybody, haha I don't even want to be petty but y'all know I'm a Taurus right And y'all done brought the bull out so It's hard for me to calm down now Here we go Jealous of ya situation nigga how you figure I've been stacking chips tryna make six figures Tryna do the right thing and keep my hand up off the trigger If ya want that snow bunny then go get her Cuz I ain't worried bout it Let Sue, Susie and Sally and them worry about ya mess I promise I'll be good cuz Jazzy stays blessed I've been working hard ain't got no time for the stress It maybe all written but all these punch lines And real hard Rhymes best believe they all mine Real rap, no cap, straight facts When ya girl blows please don't holla back Keep that same energy and fall all the way back nigga Fall all the way back lean back
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