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mr.lawlor - baby jamo lyrics

[intro]
(ayy)
(ayy, ayy) (you know what this is)
(just trying to get rich, man)
hey ark, i know you gon’ trap this sh*t day by day, but on bro, i gotchu
hey set, y’all ain’t seen set in a month [?] sundays, i had to bring him back outside man
i know y’all man, stop playing, man
man, hey tall

[chorus]
a n*gga gotta keep on pushing, i was just locked up [?]
having some money, i had me a lawyer, if i had bond, i would’ve made bail
just [?] my celly i’m never gon’ tell
doing bad on my name, i’m keeping it real, i’m popping my sh*t and i’m popping that steel
d*mn, hold up, n*gga said he got the drop on tall, b*tch, you keep on looking
put that sh*t in, where’d you put in? google maps? i bet i cook him
you know i’m too smart, i’m never a rookie
i’m beefing with feds, i’m watching for opps
n*gga, yeah, they never gon’ drag, drag, drag, drag, drag, go

[verse]
n*gga ever diss me, yeah, i do that sh*t, you never gon’ win
my youngings go like nike, put that chеck on your head, your sh*t getting pinned
got undеr armour on, i’m tryna go bend
bought a cartier watch with some cartier lens
glock 23c right on the lap and i’m riding with ark with a big*ass ten
d*mn, hold up, n*gga, you toting on earl thomas
glock 29 with a fifteen round, ain’t no switch on this b*tch, it’s a little baby bomb
hit the switch at the cookout, i was hitting the crowd
shoot drac’ and that k together, yeah, them b*tches hit too loud
i’ma keep stacking paper and let it just pile
don’t speak on whiteboy, n*gga, you’ll grab a shovel, and your ass gon’ be [?]
surprised you ain’t hear about lil’ buddy, man, his ass went missing
n*gga, yeah, he got turned to a pendant, n*gga he got turned to a picture
yeah i’m hitting that drizzy, i’m hitting that switch, that sh*t go psssh
[chorus]
a n*gga gotta keep on pushing, i was just locked up [?]
having some money, i had me a lawyer, if i had bond, i would’ve made bail
just [?] my celly i’m never gon’ tell
doing bad on my name, i’m keeping it real, i’m popping my sh*t and i’m popping that steel
d*mn, hold up, n*gga said he got the drop on tall, b*tch, you keep on looking
put that sh*t in, where’d you put in? google maps? i bet i cook him
you know i’m too smart, i’m never a rookie
i’m beefing with feds, i’m watching for opps
n*gga, yeah, they never gon’ drag, drag, drag, drag, drag, go

[outro]
drag, tall

- baby jamo lyrics

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