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blocboy jb – jail calls lyrics

[intro]
(h-llo [?] prepaid call from)
the f-ck this n-gga want?
(-phone lady continues-)
-conversation-
pfhh… b-tch -ss n-gga

{verse]
phone calls from a jail cell (jail cell)
when i was locked up ain’t n0body give me fan mail (fan mail)
the feds watching get a new trap and new clientele (clientele)
it was some folks it was some joes they tell me all is well (wo-woord!)
i’m eyeballing f-ck a skit this sh-t not digital (no not digital)
i-i-i shot a opp, what’s his condition? that sh-t critical (condition)
hey everything a n-gga do this sh-t original (facts)
these n-ggas chicken like a 50 piece traditional (big facts)
waaa…walk in this b-tch and i smell like a pound but i only came in with a quarter (gas)
25 racks don’t look like a stack, i like all my hundreds in order (cash)
i’m in russia with a strap i took across the border (rahh!)
i might call your -ss, subtract, because your money shorter (facts)
eeee…east side n-gga we took out them cs, we take your money and leave (crip, crip, crip)
gggg…glock with a d-ck and they all about to preach, cross your mans out like a priest (a priest)
iiii…i’ve been strapped since i was wearing d-ckies at caprie[?] (wow)
mi-might cop an old school monte carlo or caprice (word, wo-wo-wor-woord!)

yolo
i shot his mans and f-cked on his sister i call that sh-t rasta[?] a low blow (blow)
i hit the mall i don’t gotta snap cause everybody taking photos (wow)
b-tch i’m from memphis where we catch some bodies and we do not talk to the po pos (never)
too gangster in a new maserati got me feeling like i’m bobo (skrrt!)
ss…still busting 30 for juicy (facts)
you liking a n-gga you stupid (stupid)
i tow the 30s in movies (in the movies, in the movies)
yeah, yeah
pu-pu-pull in something so coopish[?] (skrrt!)
your b-tch looking at me she groupie (wow)
she eat the d like some ruckress[?]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…
b-tch i’m in business i suit it (huuh?)
a lot of n-ggas say that they the block but they never got recruited (no) (ooo…)
i’m smoking gas this sh-t off the top, this sh-t right here is some pooty (booty)
i see her -ss when she gave me top now this sh-t right here is some booty (fool)
a-ain’t(?) no stopping her if her man’s find out it is some kaka then he’ll go stupid (stupid)
he just be watching her, like probation officer, but really he clueless (clueless)
she not an amateur i pull out the camera (word) and make us a movie (a movie)
she got some nice b00bies
heee…he want some dope but you know the price move it (that’s on my mama!)

so much lean in my motherf-cking (cup!)
what is your vertical? n-gga get (up!)
n-ggas getting upped on, n-gga snucked on, strip him out his clothes have a n-gga -ss (f-ck)
grade street cripping now you see these chucks, on person ain’t no runner-ups (crip)
designer down n-gga louis v. up, they make your b-tch wanna f-ck! (designer)

[outro]
they make your b-tch wanna f-ck
told that b-tch “hey ho up!
but you stopping my motherf-cking pimping baby and i ain’t even living yet, i ain’t even got that old you hear me?”
old flows, y’all n-ggas f-cking on your old hoes
and i was getting scr-ps way before bows
well i was getting scr-ps fin one four [?]
for real, yeah…

-phone conversation-

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