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lirik lagu there go jaay (amb) – ambjaay

ay it cost to live like this, you hear me
there go jaay, oh yeah, that’s that one n*gga
i got bands in my pocket, havin fun with it
i’m too fly for myself, i’m way above with it

bad b*tch, she shakin ass, she goin dumb wit it
how i get her in her mood, yeah, her tongue did it
i ain’t even pop him up, yeah, the gun did it
big chop a clip em up like kawhi leonard

n*ggas always stealin sauce and try to run wit it
you ain’t even f*cking with my young n*ggas
yeah, i feel like kd, i should son n*ggas
that n*gga jaay fell off, are you dumb, n*gga

hit her with a cold shoulder, d*mn, i hate bum b*tches
yeah, i had to hit, she had ass on her
yeah, i feel great wit that bag on me
put a bounty on a opp, i got half on it

i don’t even want the b*tch, i’ma pass on it
mix the chrome wit the lanvin this and that on me
if you ever change, ain’t no comin back from it
i just throw it off the glass, i’m finna shaq somethin

amb this sh*t for life you see the tats on me
he ain’t really in the gym, he got a bad jumper
make me mad, then i might mad max somethin
bad b*tch bounce on the d*ck like a new jumper
i just rearranged her guts, she need a new stomach
they know i’m cold in this rap, they know who run it
man, i had to roll run for that new money
diamonds dancin on my neck, that’s how you comin

big choppa, leave em bald, i caillou somethin
i been here for a while, that sh*t regular
she like white tips, here go a hunnit for a pedicure
hundred eleven degrees, no nelly, but it’s hot in here

she love my voice, i got her smilin ear to ear
try to slide on that, but n0body there
i can be f*cked with, man, let’s get it clear
holdin up my bust down when i’m in the mirror

i’m a self*made n*gga, man, these n*ggas weird
i feel like amb in 2018
what v say this ain’t a fire drill, this the real thing
money and family, what i do it for my favorite things

they gon’ start acting weird when you touch blue cheese
she like he don’t want no one, i said, who me
bad hoes came in the pack like a loose leaf
put some diamonds on my neck, simon says freeze

if a b*tch ain’t for the jaay, kick her jet lee
big bank take lil’ bank, run that money up
in the foreign with a bad b*tch doin a hunnit plus
b*tch pulled up with a wagon, told her f*ck it up
balenci b’s on my feet, i’m mr. do it up
i’m mr. do too much, catch a opp and shoot him up
always hatin on a n*gga, you don’t do enough
slide through, i seen gang, then i threw it up

every time i got it on, i’m like, fl!ck it up
even through them tough losses, my chin still up
all these b*tches for the streets, i can’t wife no sl*ts
came a long way from the bottom, only way is up

i just pull up with the gang, we got b*tches, it’s going up
ay, it cost to live like this, you hear me

- ambjaay

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