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i wanna rock freestyle - jet 2 lyrics

[intro: jet 2 & jay l.a.]
right about now
heh heh heh heh heh
uh, uh, n*ggas just layin’ sh*t down real quick
you feel me, real, feel me
you feel me, real quick; n*gga, n*gga
(get that sh*t, son!)
uh, yeah, uh, b*tch!

[verse 1: jet 2]
i wanna rock right now
my name is jet, and i drop bars ’til they pound
and n*ggas know i spit the sh*t straight up off the dome
the world feel me; even though i’m not internationally known
so i call your b*tch, connect her like a m*th*f*ckin’ phone
and n*gga, i just hit that p*ssy; make her feel cloned
n*gga, like kfc chicken, i’m home
weezy flow, i don’t give a f*ck; voice so gone
my voice box is on, yo’ b*tch is on my d*ck
and i don’t give a f*ck, ’cause i put it ‘cross her lips
n*gga, i get bеtween her thigh and beat the sh*t
shе lost her hip, m*th*f*cka, uh ahh
i keep flowin’, n*gga even when i f*ck up
jet 2, n*gga pick a buck up and buck buck like “ransom”
hold yo’ b*tch for ransom
i beat her p*ssy up until the b*tch throw tantrums
she said ya n*gga’s handsome
but f*ck that, i’m cute; baby pampers, n*gga
[verse 2: jay l.a.]
i wanna rock right now
my name is j.k., and i came to get down
and though i’m not internationally known
i came to k!ll this m*th*f*ckin’ microphone
they call me j.k., yes i f*ckin’ get it
with the homies, baby we sick wit’ it
and i stay on her brain like a new fitted
l*o*l, n*gga i’m just kiddin’
let’s go
j*2, and k too like buck buck and buck buck in “ransom”
i sn*tch the b*tch face off; no phantom
never insult me, b*tch i ain’t cute; i’m handsome
she swallow my kids, now say h*llo to your grandsons, uh
i stick to cheese just like mice
i cut yo’ head off, n*gga for the right price
i get my ball on, n*gga just like mike
i’m shinin’ too hard, a n*gga call me light bright
yeah, you’re now rockin’ with the fullest
we laughin’ at you n*ggas, and we call you b*tches foolish
i’m kickin’ like liu kang and i leave y’all n*ggas clueless

[verse 3: jet 2]
b*tches give us rubs like masseuses
lil’ keke, paul wall; “chuckin’ deuces”
word to my n*gga j. kells, he followed the movement
wrekless, that’s fam all around me; i salute them
destiny’s no accident, the recipe for magic
is these n*ggas rappin’ in the booth, b*tch we are too sick
n*ggas be spittin’ like a mouth full of toothpicks
shootin’ n*ggas in the ass, call me jet*cupid
m*th*f*cka, what you say?
shoot ’em, hit ’em, let ’em lay
only f*ck wit’ bomb b*tches; girls that’s down to detonate
me and my n*ggas; we regulate
she better not get naked late
catch me in the corner on my knees; watch me meditate
[verse 4: jay l.a.]
yeah, throw ’em to the fire, j
watch them n*ggas flame up
all time pro, n*gga watch me get my game up
me, i just came up, i’m shakin’ all you lames up
throwin’ dimes like steve nash; gettin’ games up
me i just came tough, i’m sh*ttin’ on the game, bruh
don’t need toilet paper, let a n*gga stank, bruh
me, i just game her up; get ’em out they panties
throwin’ p*ssy at me, yeah i catch it like i’m randy
n*gga so savvy, only f*ck wit’ baddies
long hair, pretty toes, hop up in the caddy
let a n*gga bang bang; make her call me daddy
i beat the p*ssy up, man f*ck ike turner!
i’m walkin’ through the streets, yeah i got the burner

[outro: jay l.a. & jet 2]
nah, i’m just f*ckin’ wit’ y’all
(hahaha)
yeah, it’s ya boy; j. kell, you know what i’m sayin’?
i’m up in the booth, you know what i’m sayin’
wit’ my n*gga beegee, r tune, and my n*gga jet 2
i’m new to the game, but it’s alright; you know
i’ma hold it down, i’ma*i’ma prevail
i’m out

- jet 2 lyrics

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