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jack donaldson & yng tr!ss - zaza كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: jack donaldson]
coke in my nose, i’m too high to f_ck with b_tches
but when it comes to zaza my head gets to swishing
couple percs in my hand, you already know i’m b_tching
if i od, leave my body in the kitchen
want that boy’s patek, yeah, i’m gonna go get it
choppa with extendo, red dial, b_tch, i ain’t guessing
she think she’s so slatt, but this b_tch out here confessing
she wouldn’t get out of the car when we pressing

when it comes to zaza, swear i always get what i want
this girl always out here just trying to f_cking flaunt
and i tried to tell her girl, you don’t always get what you want
so she laced my drugs, f_ck, this girl does what she wants
didn’t think she’d go there, but i’m getting blurry, f_ck
blue and red pills, like a cyclone pop
just like his head, when we shoot it, it go “pop, pop”
tr!ss, i swear to god we ’bout to knock this boy off the top

pull up to his house, and we hit him with the f_cking mac
his gun got too much recoil, that sh_t went and kicked back
so we ran out to his crib, and we l!ck all his sh_t
smoking that zaza, i do some really dumb f_cking sh_t
(dumb f_cking sh_t)

[verse 2: yng tr!ss]
they clumsy like zaza pachulia
i’m getting money, can’t tell me i’ll screw it up
i’ma blow up, you know that i’ll go nuclear
making them hits like i’m boat, singing “julia”
my ride be swerving, it got scoliosis
heat the bread up, just like i’m eating toast, b_tch
they say that i’m extra, they doing the most sh_t
freestyle, don’t need pencils, this sh_t it’s been wrote it’s
clear that i’m meant to go win, and keep winning
they take all these shots, but they miss, and it’s fitting
i spit, ’till my head just keeps spinning and spinning
i’m hitting it out the park, like in fifth innings and
i’m getting mulah
big like i’m buddha
i’ma just flip it, dripping, like some tuna
they snakes like medusa
i need them shootas
ripping sh_t, rip them, and count them racks, huda

i got them all yelling out hallelujah
’cause i teach them all like a tutor
your b_tch riding me like a scooter
you better watch out, you might lose her
i come out with hits, they all newer
your b_tch, i ain’t finna go choose her
but you know that she finna choose me
i’m balling like jordan, make two 3’s

i know that they all finna use me
’cause i stack the paper like loose leaf
f_cking them up like i’m bruce lee
f_cking your b_tch, p_ssy loosely
looking for me? you gon’ lose me
but i don’t care, i will not lose sleep
i’m running it up, while you sleep
left, down, right, up, the new cheat
yeah, you know i got that cheat code
but i don’t even need to cheat though
she trying to get her a home run
but i tapped out right at the deep throat
i make them go stupid, they go dumb
i’m balling just like i am d. rose
and i’m getting cheese bro
no i don’t need no, free loans
put that away i don’t see those

[verse 3: jack donaldson]
off of the top with my muchata
all these b_tches wanna touch my gata
yeah, i think, you thought, uh
touch my gun, oh yeah, i got ya
now you six feet under
f_ck that b_tch, she was a runner
now how will i get my coke?
i guess i need a new number

empty the clip so fast, they call me frozo
guess it’s ’cause i’m on this prozo
mom, i’m sorry, i just don’t know
if i’ll stay clean i had a no_no
with some acid
but i think you already know now
people saying white boy’s can’t rap
i’m starting to think they’re right now
cause all these people talking sh_t, i’m about to get in a fight now
put down mac_11’s, i’ma hit you, knock your lights out
make you eat your t__th, hope your baby ones come back now
everybody think i’m p_ssy, so i’m working at night now
you going to have to come outside, cause i can’t f_cking find you
walking through your block, oh b_tch, i’m behind you
i told you this hawk, i ain’t for drills, i’ma find you

when i smoke zaza, yeah i get what i want
me and tr!ss ’bout to knock this boy off the map
he sitting out there on his deck, with that ‘9 and mac
when we leave, there’s blood all over his front door and mat
i get what i want, b_tch, i ain’t never going back

- jack donaldson yng trss

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