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euroz & easy redd - jazz in the church كلمات الأغنية

[intro]

[verse 1: euroz]
my whip is the newest, my crib is included
my b-tch is the cutest, bread my n-ggas pursue it
“w’s” we not into the losing, separate me from these lames i’m not into confusion
counting blessings & cash, then contemplate all the sh-t that we destined to have
my current chick flawless & all my ex’s is bad
life’s short i’m never tripping on sh-t i left in the past
why? cause it’s all about progression, it’s all about your team when you splitting money in sections
thinking you the sh-t till some bigger sh-t’s what you step in
my ego’s so convinced that i’m not to far from the legends
i really do the sh-t that you hear me say in the raps
but you know i’m bout to blow, so ahead stay in the lap
we don’t f-ck with badminton but we playing with racks
hoes tell me that they love me, i ain’t saying it back
i think it’s time i warn b-tches, that my heart’s cold so dress warm b-tches
the bandwagon is leaving, pedal to the floor b-tches

[verse 2: easy redd]
the haze hits the air, my jewelry glistens in amaze people stare
everything casual i blaze the affair, i’m a keep collecting revenue till grays in my hair
the difference between us, i am gifted, anything get you lifted, we gon’ ship it
our cup runneth over, these b-tches wanna sip it
my heart cold as ice, these b-tches must be tripping, i ain’t slacking on my pimping
show you how i’m living, take her to the strip and tell that b-tch to bust a mission
life about decisions, we gon’ take the wealthy route, hater motivated, so you marks really help me out
i can point a finger, get you marked, they gon’ stretch you out
bring you to my corner, get you cornered, they won’t let you out
you could pray to god, but that n-gga he can’t help you out
or you can try your odds, and attempt to pull your weapon out..nope
don’t recommend it, jimi hendrix descendent, real rap no gimmicks, all you rap n-ggas timid
until i’m on top all you rap n-ggas emmitt, if he got the juice, beat him to a pulp, now he finished

[outro]

- euroz easy redd

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