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ajay jones - 679 [remix] lyrics

[verse: ajay jones]
all my b-tches sippin’ on that wine though
your baby momma so d-mn fine though
did she tell you that i hit it from behind though
when we finish, she gon’ let me hit again though, ay
i’m chuckin’ bands, b-tches got it
trues, and my benz in my pocket
b-tches gettin’ rude, in they robins
you throwin’ hands, n-gg-, fetty gon’ rob ya, ay
i got a glock in my ‘rari, ayy, 17 shots, no .38
i got a glock in my ‘rari, 17 shots, no .38

[chorus: fetty wap]
i’m like, yeah, she’s fine
wonder when she’ll be mine
she walk past, i press rewind
to see that -ss one more time
and i got this sewed up
remy boyz, they know us
all fast money, no slow bucks
no one can control us
ayy, yeaaah baby

[verse: monty]
uh, yeah, monty
tell me what you see
is it money or it’s me?
i smoke twenty, smell the weed
i got hunnies in my v
they like, “monty, can you be my baby daddy?”
i’m like, “yeah”
i got robins on my jeans
you see the wings on every pair
all you see is remy boyz
you know my n-gg-s everywhere
and if somebody got a problem
we could meet up anywhere
now go say something
don’t you n-gg-s play dumb
you know where we came from
you don’t want sauce, no a1

- ajay jones lyrics

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