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jugg harden – all-star weekend كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(gotti)
(jugg harden)

[verse 1: jugg harden]
lil’ b_tch be f_ckin’ on a ghost, she like animals
told her n_gga business, i ain’t ask, b_tch, i’m scared of you
i could take another b_tch and turn her to a better you (i swear)
used to have hoop dreams, but now it’s lookin’ federal
lil’ b_tch been textin’ me for years, this b_tch consistent
put me in the game, i bet i shoot, j.r. smith it
most these n_ggas’ problem is they always need a witness
before she even started, b_tch was already finished
she f_ckin’ with a lame, i put that p_ssy on the map
mindin’ my business, she put that p_ssy in my lap (come here)
tryna quit these drugs, like a monkey on my back
i got gucci on my back, i got groupies on my neck
come around us broke, we gon’ think you tryna rob (bum)
told her, “come here, b_tch,” bust it, baby, like i’m plies (b_tch)
dog sh_t records just hit me up, think i’ma sign
i know this b_tch toxic, her p_ssy good, ignore the sign
we make grown n_ggas terrified (yeah)
chopper make him lean back like it’s terror squad (you get it?)
pull up, paint a n_gga block, that’s how you vandalize
used to stop writin’ like, “hold on, bro, you tellin’ lies”
he with the get_back, swore his ass is justified (i swear)
you feel my aura in the room, i bring ghetto vibes
my shooter caught a body, i call his lil’ ass minaj
seen an opp still alive, be f_ckin’ with my pride (want him dead)
i got the bl!cky up in church, i can’t be victimized
i was f_cked up, i couldn’t even get a line
slidin’ on the opps, i used to have to catch a ride
n_gga, it ain’t really slidin’ if you goin’ live
[chorus: jugg harden]
all i smoke is opps, bruh
yeah, that p_ssy good, it ain’t wock’, though
f_ck your lil’ brother, he an opp, ho
foggin’ up my buffs, all this opp smoke
i was broke, they gon’ try to bring my past up
you d_ck suck every n_gga with a bag, huh?
i need a camera on the benz for when i back up
all_star weekend, let’s break some glass, huh

[verse 2: rmc mike]
all_star weekend, b_tch, i dropped a pint of red
i could’ve bought a house, i bought some ice instead
f_ck around and od’d on drank and tried to fight the dead
tryna f_ck me a lil’ foreign b_tch, i caught a flight to france
pull up in a matte black benz with the forgis on it
and if you ever catch me walkin’, got a 40 on me
fat black n_gga tellin’ jokes, b_tch, i’m corey holcomb
prices goin’ up on the features ’cause i’m more than local
all_star ballin’ on these n_ggas like i’m j.r.
hit your block with a fully automatic, f_ck an ar
yeah, i’m talented, i just made 5k off of eight bars
i got some sh_t that cover everything, b_tch, i’m state farm
40k cash around my neck, they like i’m signed to who?
boyz ent, why do i have to keep remindin’ you?
pop an opp and burn everything just to hide the proof
one thing for sure, my brother say he slide, sh_t, i’m slidin’ too (b_tch)
[chorus: jugg harden]
all i smoke is opps, bruh
yeah, that p_ssy good, it ain’t wock’, though
f_ck your lil’ brother, he an opp, ho
foggin’ up my buffs, all this opp smoke
i was broke, they gon’ try to bring my past up
you d_ck suck every n_gga with a bag, huh?
i need a camera on the benz for when i back up
all_star weekend, let’s break some glass, huh

- jugg harden

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