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jd king - suge (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
pooh, you a fool for this one
ha
oh lord, jetson made another one

[chorus: dababy]
hah
pack in the mail, it’s gone (uh)
she like how i smell, cologne (yeah)
i just signed a deal, i’m on
yeah, yeah
i go where i want, i’m good (good)
play if you want, let’s do it (ha)
i’m a young ceo, suge (yeah)
yeah, yeah
hah
pack in the mail, it’s gone (uh)
she like how i smell, cologne (yeah)
i just signed a deal, i’m on
yeah, yeah
i go where i want
i’m good (good)
play if you want, let’s do it (ha)
i’m a young ceo, suge (yeah)
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: dababy]
the first n-gga play, i’ma body a n-gga (ha)
i just checked my balance
i’ll probably pull up to your hood
and come buy me a n-gga (no cap)
you know that your ho told you that n-gga crazy
don’t think that she lied to you, n-gga (b-tch)
get caught with your ho when i’m poppin’ ’em both
now they high just like bobby and whitney (haa)
say i’m the goat, act like i don’t know
but f-ck it, i’m obviously winnin’
don’t make me go hit the bank and take out a hundred
to show you our pockets are different (ha)
i’m out with your b-tch and i only want knowledge
she got a lil’ mileage, i’m chillin’ (uh)
you disrespect me and i’ll beat your -ss up
all in front of your partners and children (ahh, ahh)
i’m the type to let a n-gga think that i’m broke
until i pop out with a million (i pop)
take 20k and put that on your head
and make one of your partners come k!ll you (yeah)
say he f-ckin’ with me then he gotta grow up
’cause this n-gga gotta be kiddin’ (kiddin’)
this sh-t, it can’t fit in my pocket
i got it, like i hit the lottery, n-gga (hot, hot, hot)
opp, i’ll slap the sh-t out a n-gga
no talkin’, i don’t like to argue with n-ggas (i don’t)
ain’t gon’ be no more laughin’
you see me whip out guns, i’m gon’ be done shot me a n-gga (no cap)
i don’t follow no b-tches on ig
but all of your b-tches, they follow a n-gga (ha)
and that lil’ n-gga ain’t gon’ shoot sh-t with that gun
he just pull it out in his pictures (b-tch, uh)

[verse 2: jd king]
ain’t no one hotter than me, i’ma stop that
checkin’ my balance, i’m settlin’ battles, but f-ck it
lil n-gga, i cop that, n-ggas be askin, for money, don’t get it
i trip ’em like, lil n-gga stop that
i tell ’em, you know what i want
and they coppin’ it up like, your n-gga, she got that
i got your hoe, like i don’t know
but f-ck it, your momma, she get it
i don’t hit the bank, leave all the money
but f-ck it, your pockets is different
don’t be a b-tch, this n-gga be innocent
you ain’t gotta pull the trigger
if you disrespect me, i’m tellin’ your secrets
to all of your family, your children
i’m the type to make you think i ain’t gon’ lie
the type to make you think i ain’t gon’ try
the type to make you think i’m on your side
the type to make you think i ain’t gon’ fight
none of y’all n-ggas ever tryna fight me
take a n-gga money out the bank, like g
you ain’t mever met a hot n-gga liike me
pullin’ on a n-gga in a wraith, that’s me
you don’t gotta say my name on a track
n-gga gon’ heard you, thinkin’ that’s wack
patience a virtue, i ain’t no doctor
sit on the table, your spine gon’ crack
just lit up a fire, on the first track
i don’t finna cop that, shawty come back
i don’t wanna stop that, i don’t wanna drop that
i don’t gotta drop back, n-gga, that’s facts, yeah

- jd king

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