buscemi jay – replacements lyrics
hook: (buscemi jay)
(ohh, yeaa yeaa)
i can’t be f-ckin w/ lame b-tches and these fake n-ggas ain’t playin no games
it ain’t no foolin me got a tool on me cuz these n-ggas sn-tchin chains
got on amiri jeans w the louis v and i drip and i dont gotta stain
and i dont want my b-tch back
and she moanin my name when u hit that
dont even miss dat
sn-tchin my chain get ya wrist back
he got his b-tch snagged yea
reach on me get his wrist sn-tched yea
try to play i dont play no games
called her up by ha name she came (yea yea)
verse: (jda the artist)
had to roll up, i dont even smoke none
and im giving free smoke, if a n-gga want some
and i know you wanna pull up, baby you could pull up
cuz the n-gga that you hit up really never was the one
i need more time to progress thats for sure
you can’t be mad when i cuff two or more
they say im loyal but you say they wrong
you claimed i never said i loved you before
and its workin, cuz i gotta get griddy
throw a bag while you twerkin, im making this sh-t litty
on purpose for the biddies, who never had no t-tties
playing, claiming and saying baby, dont even need a hickey
(i got some energy)
and i gotta expose, that i hang with some k!llas my n-ggas they won’t fold
bang chest all my n-ggas gorillas and apes too
play with me and i promise im taking your plate too
and i dont like your vibe, i despise what you said to me
act like dog and im feeding, you pedigree
i cannot mess with you, if you not repping me
word to my mother you out of my memory
ill do it go, through them doors just in case
cause lately i dont feel the vibe in your pace
and i need a relationship to retrace, just to keep it real baby you got replaced
hook: (buscemi jay)
(ohh, yeaa yeaa)
i can’t be f-ckin w/ lame b-tches and these fake n-ggas ain’t playin no games
it ain’t no foolin me got a tool on me cuz these n-ggas sn-tchin chains
got on amiri jeans w the louis v and i drip and i dont gotta stain
and i dont want my b-tch back
and she moanin my name when u hit that
dont even miss dat
sn-tchin my chain get ya wrist back
he got his b-tch snagged yea
reach on me get his wrist sn-tched yea
try to play i dont play no games
called her up by ha name she came (yea yea)
verse: (buscemi jay)
(yea)
let me tell you about it
yea my n-gga i don’t f-ck w/ n0body
got ya b-tch yea she rub on her body
im dat n-gga just not anybody
no, i can’t play
only two b-tches got to playin these games
new b-tch yea she yellin my name
notice that these n-ggas dont play no game
i need someone to come and show me love
needed a b-tch to hold on dont let go
i cannot
fall down again man i cannot
stay w/ a stack in a headlock
f-ck on a thot got her legs locked (yea)
i need someone to come and show me more
expected to change neva seen it before
yea
i ain’t changing again
23 how im changin the game
ima need you here again
i had to struggle me u ain’t the same
hook: (buscemi jay)
(ohh, yeaa yeaa)
i can’t be f-ckin w/ lame b-tches and these fake n-ggas ain’t playin no games
it ain’t no foolin me got a tool on me cuz these n-ggas sn-tchin chains
got on amiri jeans w the louis v and i drip and i dont gotta stain
and i dont want my b-tch back
and she moanin my name when u hit that
dont even miss dat
sn-tchin my chain get ya wrist back
he got his b-tch snagged yea
reach on me get his wrist sn-tched yea
try to play i dont play no games
called her up by ha name she came (yea yea)
(i dont need)
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