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scy jimm - jeff hardy كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah, ayy
i don’t wrestle, i don’t know jeff hardy (they like that), scy jimm
hit that boy block (i like it), gloww
don’t f_ck with cops, no (ayy, glazer, i see you)
scy sh_t, n_gga, you gon’ ride or die
huh, i ain’t tryna fight, no
a n_gga took flight, in that p_ssy, i might
uh, i don’t wrestle, i don’t know jeff hardy

[chorus]
roll a ‘wood and get high as a kite (huh)
bad b_tch ride d_ck like a bike (ooh)
i’m the man, but i’m strapped like a dyk_ (gloww, gloww)
big stick with me, i ain’t tryna fight (no)
i can’t land, a young n_gga took flight (yeah)
i don’t dance, in that p_ssy, i might (i might)
n_ggas mad ’cause i left and got right (got right)
n_ggas mad his b_tch left and got piped (got piped), ayy
she ride the d_ck like a harley (ooh, ooh)
got the bit’ poppin’ percs like smarties (ugh, ugh)
i came up and became a targеt (a target, yeah), yeah
i been got a bag, you tardy
i camе to f_ck up the party (f_ck it up, f_ck it up), ayy
got the stick on the eye, no carly
my lil’ b_tch brain r_t_rded (yuh, yuh), ayy
i don’t wrestle, i don’t know jeff hardy, yuh_yuh
[verse]
we got the drop (huh), hit that boy block
don’t f_ck with opps (pew_pew_pew), keep me a mop
i’m after guap, this sh_t don’t stop (huh)
watch how you move, them jits gon’ pop (gloww)
runnin’ up racks, me and bro sellin’ rocks
she wanna f_ck, all i want is top
my faith in this guap, your faith in the cops
try to run down, he facin’ the glock (gloww, gloww, gloww)
run these racks up to the tiptop (huh)
touch me, bro gon’ slide like a flipflop (yuh)
took his b_tch, now i’m makin’ her lips lock (lips lock)
fresh sh_t, got them racks in a ziploc (ziploc)
this stick got bass, make your ear pop (ooh)
this ain’t rock ‘n’ roll, baby, this hip hop (yeah)
suck this d_ck, baby, i don’t care ’bout your lip gloss (huh)
[? 1:21], the dope got [? 1:23] (yeah, uh)

- scy jimm

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