c. venus - 3 in a jay! lyrics
i got intelligent weed, sellin the seeds
tellin a felon breathe
he gotta phone cause he f-cked the warden
she wet like it fell in the sea
pop up on trel in the v, give him the speech
tell him the people gone rise
we having church but making it hood
…and we been keeping our tithes
keepin the heat in the ride, we finna thrive
f-ck it, i’m freakin alive!
pull up on you speaking the gospel
tell em the deacon’s arrived
i gotta get to the water, i be converting the oxide
steadily thinkin in order, i get it from my pop side
you happy cause the box wide
but i’m tryna break out
shawty want a sex break, so she tryna make out
gotd-mn 🙂
i wanna surf on the wave, people afraid, so they just be in the way
i rather go play and kick it with grams
bouta stuff three in a jay
today we been shaving a bag, waving a rag
this server don’t come with a lag
hollow tip round in the mag, mama gone nag
cause i be bussin’ a sag
i wanna surf on the wave, people afraid, so they just be in the way
i rather go play and kick it with grams
i’m bouta stuff three in a jay!
i schmoke a joint wit shermaine, swerving the lane
look like his daddy jermaine
born in august like i been to maine
yellin like i’m major payne
i been preaching bout essene brothers
cj venus, k!lla cam, they seen brothers
break apart and reunite, a mean mother
would gave up on em a long time ago
chiefin a leaf like the navajo
i been amongst the ascended masters
shooting a bird at offended pastors
catching the oop, i’ma bend it backwards
breaking the rim wit a windmill
power level on ten mil
but that’s the read on my chill mode
iced out like a field goal, 3 points
my kicker been kickin shit lately
sweat like a chef, i been cookin shit lately
eyes red like a book and shit lately
tampa might publish a book witcha lady
i wanna surf on the wave, people afraid, so they just be in the way
i rather go play and kick it with grams
bouta stuff three in a jay
today we been shaving a bag, waving a rag
this server don’t come with a lag
hollow tip round in the mag, mama gone nag
cause i be bussin’ a sag
i wanna surf on the wave, people afraid, so they just be in the way
i rather go play and kick it with grams
i’m bouta stuff three in a jay!
how bout you take a lil bite of the biscuit?
that’s was yo flight and you missed it
she get me right and i had -ssisted
call it the night of the lipstick
i’m in the fight, i enlisted, watch how the flow switch, if we pokémon, i’m mewtwo
he got psychic powers and i do too
but fight the devil with a dirty axe
fronted weight worth thirty racks
head of state p-ss thirty acts
i don’t give a f-ck about law
nature living, i’ma outlaw
end the week on the 8th day
reservation at the last supper
i was seated at the 8th tray, great day
she f-ckin wit me and that dude mad
i walk in the room and her mood: glad
spiritual gunner like yusuké
i move and i groove like my deuce say
gang, gang, gang
(hook)
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