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jac0te! – fye!!! كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yuh
bih’, bih’
yuh_yuh
yuh
bih’, bih’
yuh_yuh
yuh, yuh
bih’, bih’
yuh
yuh, yuh
bih’, bih’
yuh
yuh, yuh
bih’, bih’
yuh
(ayy, pipe up, hoodrixh)
[verse 1]
walk down, step on sh_t (yuh)
we playin’ it like fendi on fendi (yuh)
i been gettin’ this dough since a jit was a jit (yuh)
i got a redbone lil’ ho, she a big booty b_tch (yuh)
got a rick owens coat, i get fly as a b_tch (yuh)
and i’m smoking this dope, i get high as a b_tch (yuh)
and he flexin’ for hoes, he a lit (yuh)
and he think that he fire, gotta front him, and the boys ain’t on sh_t (yuh)
he got a fire, he say he gon’— (uh)
he got a fire, swear to god (uh), he gon’ buss’ (yuh, yuh)
pockets so fat, n_gga, like uncle ruckus (b_tch)
don’t play with this sh_t, n_gga, come with repercussions (yuh)
i heard a p_ssy n_gga talkin’ sh_t, so we flush him (yuh)
i’m smokin’ on gas, hot as h_ll, it’s musty (yuh)
mac_11 hang on my hip, i’m clutchin’ (yuh)
double cupped up, take a sip, that b_tch muddy (yuh)
stop reachin’ for dollars, b_tch, you not my buddy (yuh_yuh)
i up with the fire, turn that boy to a mummy (yuh_yuh)
i f_cked her, can’t wife, ’cause that ho was a dummy (yuh_yuh)
osama, f_ck, n_gga, i ain’t had no confetti (yuh_yuh)
he still ain’t got motion, that f_ck boy bummy (yuh_yuh)
my mans got riches, yo’ sh_t be abummy (yuh_yuh)
i’m f_ckin’ this b_tch, got my d_ck in her tummy (yuh_yuh)
i been catchin’ motion, and i’m eatin’ still when it’s sunny (yuh_yuh)
hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, lemme pop my sh_t (ayy, yuh_yuh)
a young n_gga got motion, these hoes on my d_ck (ayy, yuh_yuh)
i get just like a skateboard, just got n_ggas fit (ayy, yuh_yuh)
if i wake up, don’t make no money, them i’m fit (ayy, yuh_yuh)
if i don’t give her d_ck, then she might throw a fit (ayy, yuh_yuh)
and i’m swervin’ too fast, i spilled drank on my fit (ayy, yuh_yuh)
got a freak ass lil’ b_tch, i might try and pop a tit (ayy, yuh_yuh)
i’m a dawg, if you play with this sh_t, you get bit (ayy, yuh_yuh)
[bridge]
yuh
bih’, bih’ (you know what i’m sayin’)
yuh
bih’, bih’ (big ‘c0te!, lil’ b_tch)
yuh, yuh (i go by jac0te!)
bih’, bih’ (or ‘c0te!, yuh)
yuh, yuh (y’all n_ggas know what up)
bih’, bih’ (f_ck that, man, get this sh_t—)
(ayy, pipe up, hoodrixh)

[verse 2]
yeah i f_ck with that b_tch, we be doin’ more than one
with the gang in this b_tch, we don’t do one_on_one (bih’, bih’)
show a band in this b_tch, you ain’t even seen one (yuh)
i been ballin’ on n_ggas, i might go d1 (yuh)
n_ggas p_ssy as f_ck, they might be one (yuh)
n_ggas p_ssy, they feed operators, i’ll pull up on your block, just like recon (bih’, bih’)
lil’ b_tch, you my son, i’ll treat you like leon
n_ggas my sons, wanna be what i be on (bih’, bih’, b_tch)
what a touchy ass boy, man, these n_ggas get tee’d on (yuh)
wanna battle my gang, well, lil’ b_tch, you get beat on (yuh, yuh, yuh)
if you act like a d_ck, like a d_ck, you get beat on (yuh, yuh)
i feel just like a trap star, like sh_t, i got three phones (yuh, yuh)
i’m tryna get rich and then buy mama three homes (yuh, yuh)
you know i’m a dawg, lil’ b_tch, i need three bones (yuh, yuh)
told that b_tch to pull up and get her lil’ freak on (yuh, yuh)
i’m rude as a b_tch, i put d_ck in her cheekbone (yuh, yuh)
i’m touchin’ a big ass stick, you got medium (yuh, yuh)
you get beat with my belt, like, these muh’f_ckas beamin’ (yuh, yuh)
i look up to myself, muh’f_ckas wanna be me (yuh, yuh)
i’m too cold with this sh_t, muh’f_ckas can’t see me (yuh)
i need me a bad b_tch with a big head, like riri (yuh)
i’m really puttin’ in work_work_work, like riri (yuh)
i’m smart as a b_tch, n_ggas just like kiki (yuh)
i’m hittin’ this b_tch, n_gga, her name titi
[outro]
yuh
yuh
bih’, bih’
yuh_yuh
yuh
yuh
(ayy, pipe up, lil’ hoodrixh) bih’, bih’
yuh
he got a fire, he say he gon’— (uh)
he got a fire, swear to god (uh), he gon’ buss’ (yuh)
pockets so fat, n_gga like uncle ruckus (b_tch)
don’t play with this sh_t, it come with repercussions (yuh)
i heard a n_gga talk sh_t, we flush him (yuh)
i’m smokin’ on gas, hot as h_ll, it’s musty (yuh)
mac_11 hang on my hip, i’m clutchin’ (yuh)
double cupped up, take a sip, it’s muddy (yuh)

- jac0te

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