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migos – jealousy lyrics

so n-gg-s wanna hate on me
so n-gg-s wanna pile on me
they jealous and they envy me
’cause i’m really who they wanna be
i ain’t never did a sneak diss
call my hit man quick to put you on the hit list
i guess they mad ’cause we young and rich
i guess they mad ’cause we f-cked they b-tch

first off b.i.g. may you rest in peace
killed my n-gg- pac and biggie over jealousy
vegetarian shooter, he don’t care ’bout the celery
hollow to that sang it for you, here, feel the melody
n-gg-s come alone while i’m on vacation in beverly
offset told me press them b-ttons like the game of jeopardy
i’m p-ssing it, n-gg-s wanna hit me for my necklaces
diamonds vvs, bet that jewel was out for sale
you either respect it, don’t like it, we take it
you f-ck n-gg-s try me, my n-gg- gold records
never will you catch me naked, young man hissing, give me the weapon
stuffing the foot, n-gg-, out, with thousand dollar giuseppes
boss sh-t, only boss n-gg-s, them -sses

hey, holla, holla, we’ll take off here
my brother, take off all your trouble
i’m hitting these n-gg-s in versace jacket, that’s an 1800 dollar sweater
i’m getting that cheddar, my life is so better
f-ck n-gg-, man, ’cause i’m a trendsetter
they ain’t got rocks, i’m looking at your pebble
i’m rocking this stage like i get heavy metal
i got the ether like none, i’m strapped away, ammo and bombs
i’m telling my n-gg- go get you because of the money, they itching, they pause
prrrm doom doom that’s a hundred round draw
i send ’em, ain’t touching my mouth
asking my lord to forgive me because he know the wrong that i done

f-ck n-gg- you saying we dissing
mistletoe chopper, them bullets, come kiss ’em
don’t enter our lot without no permission
leaving ’em standing like chainless
got n-gg-s that come for your chimney
like the grinch that stole christmas
did a 8 month sentence, i did it, came home to the richest
you n-gg-s ain’t relevant, p-ssy, they pecking that
mellon, off with a veteran, and a pack on they measurements
you n-gg-s got so much jealousy, i pick the pistol with felonies
n-gg-, i’mma have to teach you a lesson
hit that with a smith & wesson, hang about that ’cause this sh-t is depressing

- migos lyrics

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