a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu bad ass jit (remix) – dee watkins

[intro]
aye, i don’t really know how you n*ggas feeling
or what’s up wit you n*ggas
but you know what i’m saying, i’m a different breed, you know
i ain’t rocking like you n*ggas you feel me
but this that florida sh*t though you know what i’m saying
real florida jit, you feel me
look

[chorus: dee watkins]
i’m straight, i’m cool on that b*tch
i was 13 when i hit my first l!ck
i be staying out the way, i can’t get caught up in the mix
so keep that sh*t from round me if it ain’t gon’ make me rich
i knew that i’d make it ever since i was a jit
had a plan, then i made it make sense
i was broke, i had to go and get a fix
let me tell you a lil story ’bout a bad ass jit

[verse 1: dee watkins]
i was trappin’ in the streets and in the class too
that n*gga say he got a bag, i got a bag too
you got some fame, now you out here acting brand new
but i’m cool on your baby i done had you
don’t be worried about these n*ggas get that cash boo
she asked me why i cut her off cause b*tch i had to
i like my b*tches red bone and my cash blue
i’m in love with that money got a cash flu
yeah, yeah
runnin’ up a check, i used serve on the front street
she just see a bag i know she don’t really want me
i was running around with no shoes like a monkey
posting on the block day and night like a junkie
still remember when them p*ssy n*ggas came and jumped me
guess them n*ggas mad cause they b*tches wanna f*ck me
i ain’t have a pistol on me n*gga so you’re lucky
i got it on me now, i dare a n*gga try to touch me

[chorus:dee watkins]
i’m straight, i’m cool on that b*tch
i was 13 when i hit my first l!ck
i be staying out the way, i can’t get caught up in the mix
so keep that sh*t from round me if it ain’t gon’ make me rich
i knew that i’d make it ever since i was a jit
had a plan, then i made it make sense
i was broke, i had to go and get a fix
let me tell you a lil story ’bout a bad ass jit

[verse 2: young dolph]
lemme tell you a lil a story bout a snotty nose kid (who dat?)
he grew up p*ss poor with big dreams to get rich
he mastered my streets, and learned how to dodge the pigs
and i like my b*tch chocolate, and thick
i grew up with priorities though, i always put my family first
never had my heart broke by a b*tch because i knew my worth
but i had my heart broke from my dog, and that sh*t hurt
so what i did to ease the pain, drink a lot of syrup (yeah, yeah, yeah)
mother f*ck the opps, put em in the dirt (yeah, yeah)
first thing first, put em on a shirt
the lil n*gga in the neighborhood with the worst (dolph)
catch a box for me, b*tch and i’ll buy you a purse
b*tches throwing they panties at me like i’m [?]
i created my own wave, [?] surf
i count my first milli, running through them bags or purse
i smoke a blunt before walk to church

[chorus:dee watkins]
i’m straight, i’m cool on that b*tch
i was 13 when i hit my first l!ck
i be staying out the way, i can’t get caught up in the mix
so keep that sh*t from round me if it ain’t gon’ make me rich
i knew that i’d make it ever since i was a jit
had a plan, then i made it make sense
i was broke, i had to go and get a fix
let me tell you a lil story ’bout a bad ass jit

- dee watkins

lirik lagu lainnya :

YANG LAGI NGE-TRENDS...