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cash kidd - jinx! lyrics
[intro]
(d_mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)
[verse]
b_tch actin’ like she got options, all them n_ggas broke
i told boa, “don’t put my fifty in no envelope”
on the block with my arm up like i’m in a post
hit the mall, finna get sharp like my pencil broke
mama think i hang with enemies ’cause all my n_ggas foes
on a yacht with a drac’ like lil boat
woke up in the mornin’, broke up with my ho
i mean, woke up, ayy, and broke up with your ho
yeah, woke up in the mornin’ and your b_tch got fired
i ain’t even had no reason, earth, wind & fire
cops hit the scene, high speed in designer
glock 17, i’m in the club with a minor
devil on my shoulder, runnin’ lights, we in a striker
g money like dwayne wade, shooter and a driver
walk in with them f_ckin’ sticks like the energizer
got the neck behind tint, told her, “get to hikin'”
i got eight on the webcam, i feel like a spider
ayy, n_gga, where your pape’ at?
n_ggas talkin’ good, broke as h_ll
boy, i’m way, way up like they put me on the scale
cut the b_tch off for good, ho, go to f_ckin’ h_ll
i hate chillin’ with that b_tch, she be smokin’ all my tails
pull up in a rolls, toolie in my coat
he got whacked tryna act hard, i knew he was a ho
i got drank in my cup, watchin’ her chew me to the bone
like my shoes too little, she removed a n_gga soul
gucci’d to the floor, cuban on me froze
this ain’t fear factor, but i’m puttin’ that sh_t on, n_gga
ayy, she ask what i like her for, b_tch, what you think?
i don’t know who got more b_tches, me or bink
better keep your eyes open, i’ma sn_tch her if you blink
randy moss, she wide open, goin’ deep
she said, “i just want somebody” like she tink
we shot ’em at the same time, bro said, “jinx”
i wasn’t gon’ talk anyway, p_ssy n_gga
somebody call pest control, jewelry tickin’
they copy me then act like it’s a new invention
my housekeeper rollin’ ‘woods and doin’ dishes
my new ho give hour_long head, stewie griffin
aha, my ex’ll never find a cooler n_gga
all that wet talkin’ gon’ get you whacked if you against us
give his broke ass the first_place medal, he truly finished
roof gone, [?][1:42] new edition
ayy, slim thick, cold as h_ll, ooh, she gifted
all she gotta do is walk, booty jigglin’
stop starin’ at me, b_tch, i’m too expensive
one rule, leave your t__th at the door
laughin’ with my pops, told him, “give me a ho”
high school, you was screamin’, “leave me alone”
you a dweeb to me, type of lame to get sent to the store
playin’ golf, on textnow sendin’ hits usin’ codes
sendin’ ‘bows like big ben with the ‘fro
ayy, he think he winnin’, he don’t know he gettin’ overlapped
i don’t wanna f_ck the b_tch unless she f_ckin’ back
wow, how your b_tch even put up with your musty ass?
i just hit it, quit it, b_tch, it took six months to crack
he soft but he bear arms, his ass a gummy bear
i get all the baddest b_tches with my ugly ass
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