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lirik lagu soul food – jazz

[intro]
one take, f-ck you

[verse 1]
i came up an outcast like big boi and dre
always thought my different ways’d helped me get royal pay
i’ve been a broke motherf-cker since my first living day
cause and effect i got hustler burned in my dna
obstacle one blew some years chasing that tna
till i realized a b-tch couldn’t give me a life
nice -ss but it ain’t gon get my moms out the hood
i need to use my brain instead of getting hers all night
it’s all nice, sh-t it’s alright don’t get me wrong
but the skins ain’t never helped me write these songs
my n-gga f-ck them, you got to f-ck them
but not for nothing, do you love them?
sh-t they don’t love me, they always shrug me
call me scrub, bug, all the above, ugly
same dumb b-tch on my nuts when she saw me with another
and once you get that money she get crazy as a mother
the only one i trust is my mother
that’s real sh-t
no disrespect to the queens
but where the f-ck do y’all be hiding while these hoes runnin schemes
she said she known me for a while and she been waiting on a ring
wait, first off, you ain’t getting a ring out of me
i think it’s your job to kneel down on both knees
and maybe hopefully i’ll buy you one thing
from the dollar f-cking menu at mc’d’s
if you say please
i know that’s harsh
no really, that’s f-cked up
but if i was sucker, if i really would’ve cuffed her
if i would’ve gotten her that twenty piece nugget with honey mustard like she wanted
the minute i took her home she’d be running
to some dread head n-gga who drives a chrysler 300
and he might just be blunted
and i might just say f-ck it and pull off at 300
go straight home and break down that last weed nugget
then ignite this ho’s thong
then i write this whole song
and at the end of it i’m talking bout how life just goes on

- jazz

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