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lirik lagu jungle (free bars) – rocky badd

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[intro]
i’m my own boss, i ain’t never been no worker, i’on know loss
i’ve been thuggin’ for a purpose, i’on know y’all’s
don’t compare me to no b*tch who ain’t her own boss (she ain’t her own boss)

[chorus]
yo, how many b*tches stayin’ in the jungle? (how many stayin’ in the jungle?)
say it ain’t so, b*tches say it then they mumble (say it then they mumble)
b*tches wanna ball so bad ’til they fumble (wanna ball so bad)
i would shoot on y’all hoes so bad, but i’m humble, ay (b*tch i’m on your ass)
how many b*tches stayin’ in the jungle? (how many stayin’ in the jungle?)
say it ain’t so, b*tches say it then they mumble (say it then they mumble)
b*tches wanna ball so bad ’til they fumble (they wanna ball so bad)
i would shoot on y’all hoes so bad, but i’m humble, ay

[verse 1]
never been no worker, don’t get sh*t confused
always made my own moves, i’on f*ck with rules (and i don’t)
b*tches gettin’ chewed if i’on f*ck with you (wha’?)
i ain’t no groupie (wha’?), n*gga’s think i barely f*ck with dudes (wha’?)
i’on stress ’bout no d*ck, i’m stackin’ this pape’ (and i am)
tryna hit, but dawg he can’t, i’m f*ckin’ his face
he tryna take me on a date, no, go to the bank
and if i ever set a play, know i’m hittin’ the safe (and i am)
i’on gotta show id no more, i lost that b*tch
‘n if these hoes wasn’t hoes, i woulda’ offed that b*tch (*blaow*)
if i ain’t have too many goals, i woulda’ bought that b*tch
n*gga’s strippin’ like they hoes and say they lost that sh*t
everything i really wanted i got double that
why this b*tch come with a hunnid? ’cause i double back (*grrrah*)
hit a b*tch all in her stomach, make her stumble back (woo)
n*gga’s talkin like they run it, but they gettin’ fronted that
ain’t put money on his books, he talkin’ to hoes (’cause he a hoe)
let my last b*tch go ’cause she know she a hoe (she a hoe)
my other b*tch played her role, can’t play me no more (and you can’t)
i’ll let a b*tch go ‘fore she play me some more (b*tch)
i’ve never cut my weight, they play for the ‘gram (they do)
’cause if they ever came my way, i’ll bang ’til it jam (*bow bow*)
can’t mistake me for no ham, it’s off with they heads
i ain’t scared of no b*tch, i said what i said
put me six feet deep if i change up
rap n*gga’s got beef, but they chains tucked
p*ssy only thing sweet, i done came up (woo)
get his main touched, make ’em put that lil thang up (that lil thang up)
[pre*chorus]
so what’s beef?
ain’t no talkin’, gotta keep it brief (ain’t no talkin’)
ain’t no instagram live, so they don’t know it’s me (and they do)
n*gga’s know when i’m outside ’cause people notice me (they know i’m outside)
and if it’s really on, i usually slide before they roll on me (come catch me outside)

[chorus]
how many b*tches stayin’ in the jungle?
say it ain’t so, b*tches say it then they mumble
b*tches wanna ball so bad ’til they fumble (they wanna ball so bad)
i would shoot on y’all hoes so bad (i’mma show y’all that), but i’m humble, ay
how many b*tches stayin’ in the jungle? (how many stayin’ in the*)
say it ain’t so, b*tches say it then they mumble (you know you mumble)
b*tches wanna ball so bad ’til they fumble (they wanna ball so bad)
i would shoot on y’all hoes so bad, but i’m humble, ay

[bridge]
i’m my own boss, i ain’t never been no worker (i’ain no worker), i’on know loss
i’ve been thuggin’ for a purpose, i’on know y’all’s
don’t compare me to no b*tch who ain’t her own boss, i’m really on dawg (really on, b*tch)
i’m my own boss (my own boss), i ain’t never been no worker, i’on know loss (can’t compare me b*tch)
i’ve been thuggin’ for a purpose, i’on know y’all’s (i’on know it)
don’t compare me to no b*tch who ain’t her own boss (nah)
i’m really on dawg (*grrrah*)
[pre*chorus]
(so what’s beef?)
ain’t no talkin’, gotta keep it brief (ain’t no talkin’)
ain’t no instagram live, so they don’t know it’s me (’cause i’m outside)
n*gga’s know when i’m outside ’cause people notice me (come catch me outside)
and if it’s really on, i usually slide before they roll on me (*blaow blaow*)

[chorus]
how many b*tches stayin’ in the jungle? (how many stayin’ in the jungle?)
say it ain’t so, b*tches say it then they mumble (b*tch, you know you mumble)
b*tches wanna ball so bad ’til they fumble (they wanna ball so bad)
i would shoot on y’all hoes so bad, but i’m humble, ay (woo)
how many b*tches stayin’ in the jungle? (who in the hood?)
say it ain’t so, b*tches say it then they mumble (pshhh, haha)
b*tches wanna ball so bad ’til they fumble (yeah)
i would shoot on y’all hoes so bad, but i’m humble, ay

[outro]
i’on stress ’bout no d*ck, i’m stackin’ this pape’
tryna hit, but dawg he can’t, but i’m f*ckin’ his face
he tryna take me on a date, no, go to the bank
and if i ever set a play, know i’m hittin’ the safe

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