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lirik lagu jacuzzi bath – yn jay

[intro]
(yeah, baby, you did this one)
tv installed in the mirror, laid back–ahhhh
(yeah, baby, you did this one)
ahhhh
(baby on the track, got the beat slidin’)

[verse]
tv installed in the mirror, laid back, watchin’ movies in jacuzzi baths
add the money up, like i do the math
i was stackin’ paper, i ain’t never go to school, i was new to class
beat the block down, like i do the bag
i’ll cheat on a b*tch, with another b*tch, with another b*tch
d*mn, all my b*tches mad
i got 3 b*tches, ho*ho*ho, all my b*tches bad
i’m the real santa claus for christmas, came through with the biggest bag
d*mn, i would put you on your feet, but you can’t flip a bag
you ain’t tip no strippers, you been in the club all week, got the b*tches mad
if i ain’t get kicked out, i’m in d—hehe
if i ain’t get kicked out, i’m in detention class
i was skippin’ school all day in the b*tches class
everybody graduated broke, like how the f*ck i’m in the richest class?
oh, i was probably in iss, what the f*ck that mean?
aye, in school suspension class
i’m in vegas on the top floor, at the bellagio
i don’t wanna f*ck, i want head, you got sloppy throat
b*tch head water, i’m just tryna dive in it like geronimo
when i’m done with you, b*tch, you gotta go
i can tell you about some bullsh*t you ain’t gotta know
d*mn, like i hit your sister
b*tch say she don’t smoke backwoods, said she smoke swishers
i mean like b*tch, why they gotta be so small though?
like–it’s like, it’s only like a .4 in there
like babygirl, like, you gotta get it together
bad b*tch say she don’t smoke backwoods, she don’t like the taste
smokin’ all my weed with my friends, i don’t like to face
i just hit the gas, i don’t like the brakes
i just wanna f*ck you, then i’m gone, i don’t like to date
lately, i been thinkin’ ’bout tomorrow, i don’t–huh
i don’t like today
i’m the coochie man, f*ck around and grow my wings, i might fly away
n*gga play me wrong, he might die today
n*gga died for a contract, he might sign today
d*mn, n*gga signed his life away
what the f*ck you?–ahhhh
why the f*ck you keep throwin’ lows? throw the dice away
you a muhf*ckin’ crash dummy, throw your life away
i don’t give a f*ck about no jewelry, throw the ice away
how the f*ck i’m gettin’ high as h*ll, but i’m drivin’ straight?
aye, mix a 4 of wock with a 4 of triz, that’s a 8 of what?
me and louie had 2020, i can’t make this up
you do not appreciate–ahhhh!
you do not appreciate lean, you can’t–d*mn
aye, you can’t taste my cup
even if i dangle from a bridge, you can’t make me jump
really in the game, you can’t ball, you can’t make this dunk

- yn jay

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