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jid & j. cole - off deez كلمات الأغنية

[intro: j.i.d, lil jon & valee]
gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
j.i.d, whoa sh-t, whoa sh-t, whoa sh-t
chasethemoney, chasethemoney
please, please

[chorus: j.i.d]
get off my d-ck, get off my d-ck
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
hannibal, hannibal, look what i did
edible, edible, got the munchies
but i got the bungees, i’ma jump off this ship
but i bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
n-gga talkin’ that sh-t, now i’m talkin’ my sh-t
get off my d-ck, get off my d-ck
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
hannibal, hannibal, look what i did
edible, edible, got the munchies
but i got the bungees, i’ma jump off this ship
but i bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
n-gga talkin’ that sh-t, now i’m talkin’ my sh-t (whoa)

[verse 1: j.i.d]
okay, east atlanta playboy
don’t got much to say, boy
cradle to the grave, and it’s been like that since a slave, boy
it ain’t sh-t to pull up, pick the f-cking tool up
screaming hallelujah, pushing daisies and some tulips
(hi guys, hi, hi, hi)
itty bitty b-tch, n-ggas in the city with it, pull up with a stick
thirty with the d-ck
seen you in a minute, n-gga, put you in cement
anybody get a n-gga, anybody get
shot to the top, n-gga poppin’ this sh-t
got the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live
if you talking that sh-t, n-gga, stop it
i’m a god, i’m a king, i’m a giant
n-gga not trying, .40 my side
eastside guy, but i been worldwide
d.i.y, t.i.y, i’ma try, i’ma die for what i believe in
we like to feast and i try to eat, cannibal meat
i am not an animal, a beast
riding with the hammer on the seat (oh)
shotgun, shotgun, hand on my heat
bad man, bad man, land of my freedom
n-gga get life, let the white folks be
online beef, not my motif
.45 me, ta-ta, go sleep
don’t mind little old me, lil’ og
j.i.d, i came in on the boat, see
may i be the cold n-gga with the most heat
n-ggas know bro, you don’t know me

[chorus: j.i.d & j. cole]
get off my d-ck, get off my d-ck
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
hannibal, hannibal, look what i did
edible, edible, got the munchies
but i got the bungees, i’ma jump off this ship
but i bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
n-gga talkin’ that sh-t, now i’m talkin’ my sh-t
get off my d-ck, get off my d-ck
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
hannibal, hannibal, look what i did
edible, edible, got the munchies
but i got the bungees, i’ma jump off this ship (hey)
but i bet he get whipped with the pistol grip (okay, okay)
n-gga talkin’ that sh-t, now i’m talkin’ my sh-t (okay, okay, okay)

[verse 2: j. cole]
legend out the 2-6 (whoa)
y’all know who the truth is (whoa)
crazy like a movie by that n-gga stanley kubrick (whoa)
perfect time to pop up (whoa)
wet you like the hot tub (whoa)
clean up aisle 7, d-mn somebody gettin’ mopped up (whoa)
pull up on the block, eeny, meeny, miny, moe
you and every n-gga that you know is getting popped
f-ckin’ with a n-gga, -ss sitting in the box
tryna sneak diss, then i’m pickin’ up the glock
i squeeze this, they be pickin’ up the top
styles, sheek, kiss, yeah, i’m pickin’ all the locks
pickin’ on a n-gga way bigger, then i got
bigger than the n-gga that was kindergarten cop
terminator sh-t, i’m a robot
with the chrome .45 that most don’t got
one false move, get your moto shot
turn a n-gga whip to a photo op
cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, and the flows don’t stop
’til i got more cream than cold stone got
like a boatload, n-gga i’ma float on top
’til the gr-ss don’t grow and the wind don’t blow
and the po-po don’t k!ll n-ggas no more
i bought a thirty round extendo
if a n-gga wanna duck, then i’m playing duck hunt
in real life, not on nintendo
looking out the window like malcolm x with the rifle
climb the steps up the eiffel
barely broke a bead of sweat, whoa
many hope to be the best, oh
cannot f-ck with me just yet, though
j.i.d the closest thing to me
c’est la vie, my vocal range putting
blood stains on notre dame hoodies
h-llo fiends, i brought novocaine plus dopamine
you can load your veins with the product i slang
n-ggas gon’ honor my name, boy, i’m a god in this game
y’all n-ggas h0m-nyms, sounding the same
not in my lane so i can’t complain
me and ben frank got a d-mn good thing goin’ on
way more than a random fling
cole and j.i.d with a tandem, n-ggas can’t stand ’em
got a new anthem, look at my whip
slit on my wrist, suicide, suicide doors on my phantom

[outro: j.i.d, dj drama & valee]
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (whoa)
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (whoa)
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (whoa)
get off my d-ck (uh)
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (get off my)
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (whoa)
get off my d-ck (yeah)
get off my d-ck (whoa)
okay
sucka!
something special, j.i.d, cole, drama
dreamville
chasethemoney, chasethemoney

- jid j cole

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