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cocky - juke 21k lyrics

(intro)
yeah yeah oh woah
yeah that’s good
aye aye aye aye

(hook)
these n*ggas hating for nothing
rolling up wubby i’m puffing
i had to end the discussion
these bands that i’m tucking
make it look good but it’s ugly
famous and that’s why she love me
i had my b*tch get a glock and a chop from academy
robbery turned to a murder cause that’s how it had to be, oh woah
i had to dig in the mud with my fingers
he was a rapper in court he a singer
gold on my neck and my wrist i’m a blinger
i make a living off selling selena
know these n*ggas wanna k!ll me they can’t stop me
thighpads in my jeans that’s why i’m c*cky oh woah

(verse)
they got me f*cked up
they gon’ go behind backs like a nunchuck
and i’m tired of the double got four cups
if he slide down my block he get tore up
boy run off with the pack he silly
only real n*ggas gon feel me
i got it out the dirt so i’m dingy
rolling wubby like a hippy
glock 19 it’s a semi
i tell a p*ssy n*gga come get me
i race to the cash and i run from the jakes
these n*ggas is falling i ain’t got a rake
speak on that perky it’s straight to the face
the glock at the house but i still catch the fade
got racks in my couch and got racks in the safe
i bossed up my life i think i need a
raa*aaa*aa*aaaa*aa*aaaaise
rocking michael munich b*tch i drip kool*aid
perry ellis drawers that’s why i f*cked your boo thang
i got that money like i got a settlement
people been looking me up cause i’m relevant
b*tch in la sucked me up it was h*lla lit
keep elevating i’m onto some better sh*t
(hook)
these n*ggas hating for nothing
rolling up wubby i’m puffing
i had to end the discussion
these bands that i’m tucking
make it look good but it’s ugly
famous and that’s why she love me
i had my b*tch get a glock and a chop from academy
robbery turned to a murder cause that’s how it had to be, oh woah
i had to dig in the mud with my fingers
he was a rapper in court he a singer
gold on my neck and my wrist i’m a blinger
i make a living off selling selena
know these n*ggas wanna k!ll me they can’t stop me yeah
thighpads in my jeans that’s why i’m c*cky oh woah

(verse 2)
and i like running up them bucks
and i like f*cking sl*ts
they say i f*ck too much
but i don’t give a f*ck
pass me my double cup
this choppa gon’ lift you up
aye hit this rock it get you up
you hit the block we hit you up
have my lil n*ggas stick you up
and that chop like a baby leg
i hop out the car make you stanky leg
the fn make you p*ss the bed
i promise that i will not miss your head
these n*ggas don’t know what to do with a g
up a bankroll just for the shoes on my feet
if she stank hoe then she a loser to me
try to stain tho n*gga got the shootas in a tree
do you feel my pain tho
b*tch i’m in the waters where you n*ggas can’t go
it’s n*ggas that changed on me
over lil bit of change so i keep that thang on me
my chain and my rings on me
and i drop the top, so you know the rain on me
i f*ck with the same homies
and i like to box, i might take yo chain homie
play with her *n*s
i’m hot like ur*n*s
i stay with my stainless
i’m leaving her nameless
run up he brainless
eagle got him planking
f*ck him what he thinking
leave a n*gga steaming
these perkys they hitting i probably won’t blink
i’m nervous he just might get shot on the scene
i skrt off the scene with a glock and a beam
i bool on my throne at the top i’m a king

- juke 21k lyrics

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