danny wolf - the jungle lyrics
[intro]
welcome to 1st class
danny, i see you
[chorus]
[?] on top of these n+ggas
i wore gucci the whole ‘fit, it wasn’t no linen
yeah, these b+tches do whatever, just for the rich
i don’t f+ck with none of these hoes, they put opps in my business
can’t talk to ’em, can’t talk to ’em (woohoo)
but i love that ho
you can have my main ho
she comin’ back (f+ck she doin’?) like yo+yos (f+ck is you doin’?)
yeah, i got so sure thinkin’ ’bout my daughter on the road
guess i can’t give no f+ck, boy
they was talkin’ ’bout i was drunk
[verse 1]
boy, you love your b+tch and your life get [?]
yeah, i came from the south side
n+gga, this sh+t a jungle
yeah, she know i got hunnids on hunnids
yeah, i got this sh+t by the bundle
yeah, we got real hi+tek, sh+t put you in a coma
slatt gotit, i’m with slatt gotit
i got so many side hoes, yes, i pay they rent (hoo)
yeah, i will flip cars and i went legit (hoo)
no, i’m not drippin’ in it, i trick or treat (hoo+ooh)
guess i got some millions i’ve been spendin’ (hoo)
tread on me, boy, i know every spot you live (hoo+ooh)
and that [?] still your brother, huh? yeah, he still live (hoo)
yeah, [?]
[chorus]
([?], on the beat)
[?] on top of these n+ggas (boy, you know i’m goin’ in)
i wore gucci the whole ‘fit, it wasn’t no linen
yeah, these b+tches do whatever, just for the rich
i don’t f+ck with none of these hoes, they put opps in my business
can’t talk to ’em, can’t talk to ’em (woohoo)
but i love that ho
you can have my main ho
she comin’ back like yo+yos
yeah, i got so sure thinkin’ ’bout my daughter on the road
guess i can’t give no f+ck, boy
they was talkin’ ’bout i was drunk
[verse 2]
what it is? yeah, we hear the crowd goin’
[?] (got, got)
hey, you and lil’ baby, yeah (got), we rockin’ cribs (got, got)
yeah, you n+ggas know around, i’m dyin’ by my pills
hope my baby mama’s baby just how i live
give her all the money (that’s the truth), takin’ my daughter if it ain’t him (that’s the truth)
f+ck a cavalier, my diamonds shine just like chandelier
you don’t like it? f+ck it, yeah, what it is
yeah, i keep a bad bl!cky over here
thinkin’ i ain’t slide, bet ya whole family sheddin’ tears
and my momma
there ain’t n+ggas dead, ’round waiting, boom boom (let’s go)
b+tches ain’t thinkin’, b+tch, they finna, ooh+ooh
[chorus]
[?] on top of these n+ggas (yeah, slime hard)
i wore gucci the whole ‘fit (slime all), it wasn’t no linen (slime, ho)
yeah, these b+tches do whatever, just for the rich
i don’t f+ck with none of these hoes, they put opps in my business
can’t talk to ’em, can’t talk to ’em (woohoo)
but i love that ho
you can have my main ho
she comin’ back like yo+yos
yeah, i got so sure thinkin’ ’bout my daughter on the road
guess i can’t give no f+ck, boy
they was talkin’ ’bout i was drunk
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