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yell ell - jordan year (freestyle) كلمات الأغنية

ell got diligence, they can rot in h-ll if
they not feeling this, i’m grabbing attention
like holly holmes making ronda rousey drowsy
women tryna do me then go back and claim they abstinent

dumb broads, they looking for menage a trois
and got the stuffing up inside they bra, she
altering the vision like adobe took the picture, i
been cold i don’t need a rolley for the winter or the

summer, f-ck a feature i’ll still do numbers
the people gravitate to real you lack the appeal
my factual highlight reel is infinite, i
never needed anyone else, crafted this flow by myself

started rapping back when we was lifting records off the
shelf, and momma caught me playing 50 cent i got the
belt the long way made tomorrow a hard day
perks of having a mother that cares about a brother but

ell the boss and you know it, i gave y’all the
game decoded now we grooving to the motions
over using the potion, man, my life filled with ‘bamas and cameras these n-ggas can’t stand to see me

they might hurl if i’m on tv no player two like luigi
they gotta choose me first, when you
making selections, call it verbal molestation better
bang with protection i mean it, this east coast pioneer’s

not ideal i gotta different look from these cats
if i’m in that alleyway i got my top hat over
the hoodie, that’s showing the goodies, i rival
my idols “i knows i’m good” like illiterate kids (wooh)

i could spit you the simplest sh-t you
think it came from my rear end, like
saying “imma come to yo hood with a mere benz”
homie that sh-t don’t bring enough change to make sense, you can’t rent the

wheel of fortune, and you can’t buy happiness
n-ggas get on the stage and they resemble the fine tunes of
hollywood actresses, takin long pipe on record deal mattresses, and $5 dollar tricks balance this

mic on ya nose while your drinking a fifth, i
swear these boys do anything for riches, they dress them like some
b-tches, and treat them like a mistress, that’s why i’m so
misfit from labels, that’s why i’m dvr’ing when these

n-ggas on my cable, watch it so i know never to
fall into ya stable, they milk you till your utters shrink and
butcher your career and sell remains to the government i
been cooking the flow i just forgot to use the oven mitts

bro done heard the track like ell you on some other sh-t and
i be like “i know” ’cause it be low-key
at the night show and that’s why the record labels
don’t spin your vinyl unless you talking high clothes and

jewelry for the rich, money making mitch and rich porter
this wave is new torture i’m bruised but not broken
prps, please respond perfectly silent when i’m rhyming

tryna talk over the flow is bad timing
don’t ask for the feature if you a leech
my league real
y’all evading tax brackets b-tch’s -ss plastic
you thinking -ss backwards, oh lord come

pray for the lost, i was never ever made to crawl, i’m something like ross on the boss sh-t
i gotta shawty sittin pretty lookin gorgeous
and my favorite rapper hailing from new orleans

i’m the jumpman over the broom, married
to the mic and she is not in need of a groom, spin cycle
on your heads when we enter the room, lcl
be the crew, put the nail in your coffin if they

talking like they better than the artist from the netherlands i’ll
leave them doing stephen dance tell me what you recommend

- yell ell

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