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jody breeze - money to blow كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
okay now tell these haters be gone
we on, a whole-nother level
the top is where i belong
down for whatever
wrong n-gga to sleep on
someone bring a shovel tell these rappers ‘rip’ home
since i can remember, all i knew was p-stones
why you think they call me gunner for?
little homie keep chrome
put two through your cheek bones
smoke one on your b-tch -ss
one hand on my steering wheel
the other one’s on your b-tch’s -ss
yeah n-gga i get cash constantly
catch me in a two door jag p-ssing cars on ponce de le
young b-tch, i’m on b-tch
like lil kim in her old days, i’m nasty with it
but i like my b-tches bow-legged, know know, ? with it
yessir, j-o-d-y b-r double e z-e
keep it og like eazy e
but i ain’t no crip though
four fifth new clip on my hip so
don’t trip get whipped out your mother f-cking seat won’t beat tell them n-ggas ‘better get low’
these n-ggas sweet like ?
i’m k!lling these n-ggas like newports
my stomach’s growling, and y’all n-ggas looking like meatloaf
i do this twenty-four hours
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? cowards
jody breeze, aye yeah, that’s that n-gga
say you want some weed, aye, p-ss that n-gga
‘what you about to do to me?’
oh, blast that n-gga
now he dead, and that’s that n-gga

- jody breeze

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