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talking jazzy - ak bandamont lyrics

i got tired of selling dog, i got cocaine for it
if i hear you talking jazzy, i pop up and take your chain for it
girly son bad as sh*t, i bought a game for him

i put you on the block, just come sign up, i got ‘cane form
my dawgie made a k!llin out a state dorm
girly freaky, she got a onlyfans, she do great p*rn

finna go sell fake ice where it ain’t warm
my fiend did a line n two jump kicks, he love to skateboard
i sold this b*tch some dog with friends needles
she love to shoot shots
i can hit the block and past out testers for flue now
i just showed this b*tch a fifty, its a blue now
i remember f*cking hoes, stashing work in a futon

i just came across the pint and dropped a whole eight
this b*tch callin my phone, beggin for a front, its a no date
she ain’t tryna shoot the dog, it’s a coke date

i be quick to get a n*gga wacked, you ain’t got no pay
i finna take the cut and hit it with clean and make the coke shake
i was driving a whip, crashed the skat and made the road brakes
i make girly ride the d*ck, she ain’t got no brains
i finnd drink a pint at the boss table and toast eight
even though that sh*t was trisha but had no taste
little biddie in my hear, know she a d*ck but she got a cold face
before i cook the crack, see if the the stove eight
my dawg just dropped a n*gga with a mask on, so its a cold case
this b*tch real, she brought me to her crib, she got a gold base
i done f*cked around and found the stash, i hit home base
before i ever made a rap, i was in the dope game
this b*tch f*ck a n*gga to get back, she in the hoe game
i wack a n*gga, go on his block and make the show change
i show up at the show to take your sh*t to see if you show chains
i just caught a n*gga lackin, it was a no name
my dawgie use the opps to target practice, he need no range

no matter where i go, i got the draco on me
n*ggas spend three bands for a lil watch, he got a fake rollie
girly hit the crib, she tryna f*ck, she put her face on me
my dawg wake up at 6 to hunt the opps, he got a thang for it
i got tired of selling dog, i got cocaine for it
if i hear you talking jazzy, i pop up and take your chain for it
girly son bad as sh*t, i bought a game for him
i put you on the block, just come sign up, i got ‘cane form
my dawgie made a k!llin out a state dorm

- ak bandamont lyrics

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