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youngsaucyjayy – x rated كلمات اغاني

[tatum riley]
no please don’t k!ll me mr.ghostface!
i wanna be in the sequel

[hook 1]
he ain’t on sh_t!
that n_gga a b_tch!
that’s not his stick!
yo pack in the air!
it’s punching his lungs!
big steppa i’m running it up
i’m throwing these funds
miss going insane!
can’t miss i got aim
still in yo section
don’t gotta fn
he wanna eat
chop give him seconds
i got a shawty
she got a best friend
ion like facetime & don’t do texting
shawty a diva she always flexing
top tier fashion, n_gga i’m stepping

[verse 1: youngsaucyjayy]
to many b_tches to count i been f_cking wit
you not a op, if you not even busting it
n_ggas not eating, i’m taking they lunch
& they can’t do the race
cause they know i been running it
shawty wan link, she came through in thе morning
whole lotta b_tches wit me thеy performing
she get upset, if i don’t hit her back
but her name in my phone is like no one important
all white margiela’s h_ll no they ain’t forces
& i’m not gon force it
you n_ggas horse sh_t
i step in the game & you n_ggas should forfeit
this .45 a bull like a n_gga was jordan
i’m outside! like here go the tech!
we top 5, tmb in the flesh
like popeyes! you n_ggas got breast
his glock 9, gon give em the rest!
like bye bye! finna skrtt in the vett
you talk to me dumb, i’m alerting the vet
wait hol up that’s saucy
bro how i forget
she puffing on n_ggas, she high as a jet
n_ggas know saucy i’m cold as a yeti
i’m high off this eating, like trying a eddy
she breaking my sh_t up she petty she petty
she got me on file, like mani & pedi
i’m going insane, b_tch i’m raging for real
& i’m playing for greatness & ball like shaquille
don’t hang wit no splinters, i keep me a shredder
my bandanna orange, wit april o’neil!
hockey mask on, wit stick like i’m casey
like ellie & juice i know why shawty hate me
i’m feeling my self, she can’t wait to degrade me
got rings on each finger, so call me jay brady
crisscross then i shoot like i’m tracy mcgrady
spitting the sh_t that they sold in the 80s
i’m sleeping on n_ggas, don’t want y’all to wake me
not playing no more i been hostile lately
you got me started like reving a engine
she ride & don’t park it
her license suspended
the kick on choppa f_cking up my tendon
she bad as a b_tch, i’m giving out detention
you know how i’m coming, i step in whatever
this v on my back is the new vlone sweater
ragesh_t on the back of my jersey
i’m balling like curry
i only see dollars replacing each letter
i know that’s yo shawty, but i get her wetter
i drop me 10 b_tches cause i needed better
she geek, when i tweak on the beat
ima get her!
a freak in the sheets, ima beat it
she bitter
[hook 2]
he ain’t on sh_t!
that n_gga a b_tch!
that’s not his stick!
yo pack in the air!
it’s punching his lungs!
big steppa i’m running it up
i’m throwing these funds
miss going insane!
can’t miss i got aim
still in yo section
don’t gotta fn
he wanna eat
chop gave him seconds
i got a shawty
she got a best friend
ion like facetime, don’t do texting
shawty a diva she always flexing
top tier fashion, n_gga i’m stepping

[verse 2: blacdian the don}
boss n_gga that’s nothing like them
drop one project
still top 10
i got a habit
all i do is win
i got anger issues
i be pushing my pen
the bar is in h_ll cuz y’all gassing y’all n_ggas up
i ain’t sparing no one
i don’t give a f_ck
putting out heat
like i’m on fire trucks
me and jay on they neck
we ain’t letting up
name not abe
we ain’t linking
from jersey but i still want franklins
i need my green just like plankton
think you harder than me?
stop thinking
on my sh_t like charmin
man i’m a catch for real
she wan’ make a movie
she can’t take it
just gon be a reel
yeah, yeah, yeah
been popping sh_t for a minute
been running game like a scrimmage
yeah
keep on my chain when i’m it
uh
all she gon see is my tennis
mm
do what i want. i don’t care
ya jawn fell in love cuz i’m rare
see em in person he scared
only thing that gon save em is prayer
oh you hard?
h_ll naw
that n_gga a b_tch!
all this cap
song still don’t hit
music weak
that boy can’t spit
all this acting
write a script
need 6 feet
y’all make me sick
i ain’t going back and forth
lil b_tch
get off my d_ck
[hook 3]
he ain’t on sh_t!
that n_gga a b_tch!
that’s not his stick!
yo pack in the air!
it’s punching his lungs!
big steppa i’m running it up
i’m throwing these funds
miss going insane!
can’t miss i got aim
still in yo section
don’t gotta fn
he wanna eat
chop give him seconds
i got a shawty
she got a best friend
ion like facetime, don’t do texting
shawty a diva she always flexing
top tier fashion, n_gga i’m stepping

- youngsaucyjayy

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