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jwill - lavish lyrics
yeah
yeah_yeah
jwill
aye, unc you park that whip over there
i’m ’bout to get behind you
let’s turn this b_tch up, yeah
these boys be hatin’ on the kid, ’cause i’m the man now (you know they hatin’ now)
i had to get my money right, i got them bands now (we got them bands)
old hoes ain’t let me f_ck but they a fan now (fan, fan)
i know that you don’t want this smoke, you better stand down (you better stand down, woop)
yeah_yeah
yeah all of this gold is on me (on me)
all of this swag sh_t unique (swag)
i want a patek philippe (patek philippe)
i got a b_tch from the beach (beach)
she all on my d_ck, ’cause i’m me (‘will)
we blow through a bag every week (racks)
she really lovin’ this lavish sh_t (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i_i just wan’ f_ck an then dip (skrtt)
but i’ma throw ones, if you strip (ones)
all of these racks in my jeans when i walk
i swear a n_gga walk with a limp (hunnids & fifties)
we really be lit like a lamp (lamp)
yeah me an all of my camp (squad)
all of my fam locked down, i pray all my n_ggas get freed (free my n_ggas)
f_ck puttin’ a price on his head
my n_ggas gon’ do it for free (bang)
every since i signed my deal (pedigree)
these n_ggas be lookin’ at me (look)
they want me to lookout for them (f_ck y’all)
but they ain’t lookout for me (word)
i make moves on my own
y’all boys play follow the leader
i_i got a b_tch so bad
i heard “she was bi (bye) like felisha”
yeah i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
i hold my own, i never ran, yeah (never ran)
she wanna pop her a xan (pop)
i’ma spend this sh_t like a fan
i got this sh_t wrapped like saran
i took a trip to j_pan (j_pan)
i want the head like karrine (super head)
all of these racks in my hand
unc got that big body ‘benz (‘benz)
an it’s all white like the klan
neck flooded, never dry like gin yeah, yeah, yeah
i_i_if he said that “he rich”, then i’m richest (i’m the richest)
if say “he do numbers” i do digits (i do digits)
these boys be hatin’ on the kid, ’cause i’m the man now (you know they hatin’ now)
i had to get my money right, i got them bands now (we got them bands)
old hoes ain’t let me f_ck but they a fan now (fan, fan)
i know that you don’t want this smoke, you better stand down (you better stand down, woop)
yeah_yeah
yeah all of this gold is on me (on me)
all of this swag sh_t unique (swag)
i want a patek philippe (patek philippe)
i got a b_tch from the beach (beach)
she all on my d_ck, ’cause i’m me (‘will)
we blow through a bag every week (racks)
she really lovin’ this lavish sh_t (yeah, yeah, yeah)
w_we ain’t with that sh_t now (that sh_t)
they know how we get now (we get)
she was acting shy then
she can get that d_ck now (yeah)
i got somethin’ for yo ass
like your grandma switch now (switch now)
she gon’ move her body, i’ma pay her rent now (her rent now)
a_all that ass, man it’s hard not to notice (yeah)
f_ck a ford i’m just tryna’ stay focus (focus)
a lot rocks, call me “rocky balboa”
double cup the henny, now i’m movin’ slower
they behind ‘will (wheel) like a rotor
p_pop that ass like a soda (soda)
balenciagas now it’s over
designer sh_t on my shoulders, yeah (swag, swag)
t_these girls ain’t got no class, they in detention (detention)
they said “it look like fish scales” but we ain’t fishin’
these n_ggas got they hands out, these n_ggas trippin’ (they trippin’)
i always been that same dude, i’m never switchin’ (naw, naw)
you gotta cut these n_ggas off, when they act different (f_ck ’em, f_ck ’em)
yeah, yeah, yeah
all of my n_ggas be lit for the week
we don’t know how to turn down (nah, nah)
i’on even drive no more
i get chauffeured around (skrtt)
these boys be hatin’ on the kid, ’cause i’m the man now (you know they hatin’ now)
i had to get my money right, i got them bands now (we got them bands)
old hoes ain’t let me f_ck but they a fan now (fan, fan)
i know that you don’t want this smoke, you better stand down (you better stand down, woop)
yeah_yeah
yeah all of this gold is on me (on me)
all of this swag sh_t unique (swag)
i want a patek philippe (patek philippe)
i got a b_tch from the beach (beach)
she all on my d_ck, ’cause i’m me (‘will)
we blow through a bag every week (racks)
she really lovin’ this lavish sh_t
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
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