lirik lagu jungle fever – twxwks
[intro: rxknephew]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, b*tch
yeah, yeah
[verse 1: rxknephew & saddex]
f*ck you, f*ck your shirt, f*ck your hat, f*ck your clothes
walk in the kitchen and i f*ck the stove
walk in the studio and i f*ck the swove
we ain’t even start recording, we just took off our clothes
i got bricks of cocaine that look like drywall
i got more guns than james bond in skyfall
tell a *****, “f*ck you” right to his eyeb*lls
b*tch, i could weigh a thirty one with my eyeb*lls
f*ck you, f*ck the world, and everything in it
i hope the judge die for giving out sentеnce
i hope mailman die for not giving mе stimulus
i hope the government building blow up for child support
jesus christ should be paying us child support
f*ck father’s day and f*ck child support
all my opps should buy me something for father’s day
all my opps trapped in the closet and mad g*y
[verse 2: sequoia & bubby]
i’m out the closet and i’m feelin’ real hyphy
you’re jealous of my swag, i hope you know you can bite me
married to the money, my bae lookin’ like a dime piece
fly like articuno, b*tch i’m looking real icey
teens don’t know that smoking k!lls them (nope)
opps call me smoking because i k!ll them (yup)
checking instagram ‘cause i’m bored as sh*t (sh*t)
k!ll myself, someone took my b*tch
[verse 3: rxknephew]
i’ma step in that b*tch like, “f*ck everybody”
b*tch doing meat placements trying to f*ck everybody
i do a three sixty spin, slap everybody
if my engine light come on, i’m slapping the car
fifteen hundred dollars, b*tch i can wrap the car
they like, “godd*mn neph, why it’s ‘f*ck everybody’”?
she a thot b*tch wanna f*ck everybody
i don’t mean f*ck everybody, but i stick my middle finger up, f*ck everybody
[verse 4: sb bruno]
got my b*tch on the blower, she keep blowing up my phone
stalking me all over snap maps like calling my phone
f*ck you, i don’t care if i rhyme phone with phone
i’ma do it again, suck my d*ck through the phone
four straight bars and they all end in phone?
got a problem? you can call the police on your phone
bend her in half, she lookin’ like a flip phone
now she blowin’ on my instrument like it’s a saxophone
[verse 5: rxknephew & saddex]
*****, f*ck the car that you came in
you don’t believe me? see how nice my uppercut is
my jab way better than my uppercut
hit the coke with an uppercut
this how i woke up, suck my d*ck, i hope you die
they don’t want my kidney, i got hennessy inside
i’ma drink more henny and i’ma donate my organs
i’ma donate my heart after it’s mad black
my shoes cool gray, my heart matte black
my heart metallic black
twxwks and neph crazy as sh*t since dot and kodak black
b*tch you know that’s facts
[segue: js punch]
name a lamer holiday than earth day
gordy’s home, throw fits for my birthday
big blue shoot sh*lls at the first place
i was born to take bills out the church plate
[verse 6: tabris]
wrap it up and serve it in plastic
go back to back with no practice
flip packs for racks, acrobatics
the length i go for cash is so drastic
she said my shaft is so massive
turn her round about, then i tapped it
i tend to bend and go spastic
boutique, unique, you see the fashion
stretch out my racks like elastic
like sito said, it get jurassic
money speak unique, what’s the accent?
world premiere, you hear it like datpiff
they tryna touch the kid like a catholic
i’m tryna touch the sky, make it happen
leave ‘em in the past, they just hasbeens
better prepare yourself and just strap in
[interlude: rxknephew]
f*ck you, f*ck everything, f*ck the world, everything in it
boy you runnin’ around like a purple teletubby
[verse 7: rxknephew & saddex]
i woke up this morning like f*ck you
tell my mama to her face, “i don’t trust you”
tell my cousin to her face, “i don’t trust you”
tell my brother to his face, “i don’t trust you”
you don’t f*ck with twxwks? i don’t trust you
you don’t f*ck with js punch? i don’t trust you
you don’t f*ck with locust records? i don’t trust you
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you
look in the mirror like, “i don’t trust you”
f*ck english, i only know two words, f*ck you
f*ck him, f*ck her, f*ck both of y’all, and all y’all
f*ck your dad, f*ck your mom, f*ck all y’all
room full of b*tches, b*tch i’ma f*ck all y’all
i’ll wear a glock before i wear goyard
b*tch i got good l!cks like bby goyard
shawty got a higher tolerance than bby goyard
move to cali, grass burnt, i ain’t got no yard
unc’ wanna cut the grass, but we ain’t got no grass
house in the hills, we ain’t got no grass
b*tch got long hair, she ain’t got no ass
you can tell how unc’ moving he ain’t got no cash
i used to be like elmoney, and have no swag
i’ma let the whole world know elmoney a b*tch
his house dirty and his b*tch be sucking d*ck
he lying ‘bout his name on his i.d
he lying ‘bout where he from
he lying ‘bout everything, you a pathological liar
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