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juggalato - ts lagga lyrics

my n*ggas had a wet rip before we even had a wet wrist and now we make money with less risk
go to a mall, order dos budda n*ggas to the entrance i wasn’t even on the guest list
and when they ask where my bread is

i tell them put it in the vest blists
it’s like they love being bread less
they want success but they’re resting
broke guys trying give advice but your brеath stink
2 man step me and tems how wе boppingx2
fat bat we clock it, 2 baddies chopping
outside with the guys anywhere i got it new cali dropping get the party popping (woi woi) whip that till i popper lock it
op boy two charge take him out the socket he saw that rys sticking out my pocket then he lost his heart started switching topics
i feel the drought when i bake on the block if i’m on opp block then we taping it off
i got 3 different grades of my socks jugga law
my n*gga man’s chasing the don
i can never stress when i’m taking a loss
i won’t even realise i’m making a prof, brownin (ah) she jamaican or what
said she want a bad man watch her shaking it off

grind, stack, repeat, i even make cash in my sleep i was slanging out packs to the fiends i got ying*yang tryina thing that in the t x2

we don’t audio body like he talk loads try to do the speaking he got leakage in his torso pull up with a dots
n*ggas dash this ain’t morse code send man out a postcode done him in my school clothes didn’t ask around where is lagga n*gga who knows
first got hulk then i get a two tone
n*ggas say i’m too cold red nose rudolph old ting tried to pull my number i got 2 phones
im incognito n*gga i’m a mystery
blocks getting hot london feel like it’s the middle east
candy in the handy when you feel it you know it’s bittersweet b*tches say they want me cuz i’m rapping now they’re missing me not the same n*gga x3 thats a trilogy
i’m incomparable to anybody f*ck a simile i got a pagan now his faces lack in symmetry
but i can only rap on what has happened are you feeling me?
grind, stack, repeat, i even make cash in my sleep i was slanging out packs to the fiends i got ying*yang tryina thing that in the t x2

- ts lagga lyrics

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