DANKSGIVING (feat. $ir J)
Jaunie Kash
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Yeahhhhhhhhhhh Waaap Yeah Big money waap Oh yeah I'm a legend All kash no credit Respect that Count the racks, get the dough Remember sleeping on the floor Depression, you know how it go Prescription drugs to keep afloat Can't trust a soul, need F and N Kick door and rob your resident Big waap for president Your hoe, she say she celibate I got drip, I got sauce Free my big brother, free the boss Niggas mad when we floss In your girl mouth like lip gloss Can't bite my style, I'm a pepper Walk in a high stepper AR if it's pressure Turn a dyke to a bisexual On the grind to the plan Odell with one hand With the drum, one man band Foreign hoe she from japan Foreign hoe she from belize Foreign hoe she from paris Fat nigga, my pockets is obese Feel my wave coming like a breeze Nigga Woo Woo Yeah my pockets, yeah my pockets is obese Gang in 5 Krack Money World Waaap Remember granny cook the yams, I started cooking the yams Don't hit my phone unless it's bands, who the f*ck you think I am Blow a pound of the gas, polo draws, I show my ass F*ck a tina do I dash, count the gwalla, count the racks Remember granny cook the yams, I started cooking the yams Don't hit my phone unless it's bands, who the f*ck you think I am Blow a pound of the gas, polo draws, I show my ass F*ck a tina then I dash, count the gwalla, count the racks Granny whip proper Granny tuck, she a surgeon in the kitchen For a minute, thought she was a doctor Madea whipped the pot, it wasn't crock, she had no posture Beans and cornbread, it was hitting, couldn't nobody stop her Slow motion off the potion, yeah this shit is potent Put your nose all in my cup, smell like what you been smoking Bitch closed off to you but to Teehee she open Legs then the purse, ola runt, no Sir J is not joking I got cards on the table like I'm playing spades Whips cuffed wrist and gold teeth but I'm not a slave I'm not a killer but don't push me, hope you brought a blade Your life for my belongings and I live, sound like a fair trade Lot up on the table, I think we should clear some space Ounces and ounces and ounces, damn that's a lot of weight Bitch said it ain't her birthday, she got a lot of cake Met her at 7:50 and she was sucking dick by 8 Remember granny cook the yams, I started cooking the yams Don't hit my phone unless it's bands, who the f*ck you think I am Blow a pound of the gas, polo draws, I show my ass F*ck a tina do I dash, count the gwalla, count the racks Remember granny cook the yams, I started cooking the yams Don't hit my phone unless it's bands, who the f*ck you think I am Blow a pound of the gas, polo draws, I show my ass F*ck a tina then I dash, count the gwalla, count the racks Muthafuckin Ovadose Triple D reside Nigga act like you know nigga Waaap
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