dee watkins – bad ass jit (remix) lyrics
[intro]
aye, i don’t really know how you n+ggas feeling
or what’s up wit you n+ggas
but you know what i’m saying, i’m a different breed, you know
i ain’t rocking like you n+ggas you feel me
but this that florida sh+t though you know what i’m saying
real florida jit, you feel me
look
[chorus: dee watkins]
i’m straight, i’m cool on that b+tch
i was 13 when i hit my first l!ck
i be staying out the way, i can’t get caught up in the mix
so keep that sh+t from round me if it ain’t gon’ make me rich
i knew that i’d make it ever since i was a jit
had a plan, then i made it make sense
i was broke, i had to go and get a fix
let me tell you a lil story ’bout a bad ass jit
[verse 1: dee watkins]
i was trappin’ in the streets and in the class too
that n+gga say he got a bag, i got a bag too
you got some fame, now you out here acting brand new
but i’m cool on your baby i done had you
don’t be worried about these n+ggas get that cash boo
she asked me why i cut her off cause b+tch i had to
i like my b+tches red bone and my cash blue
i’m in love with that money got a cash flu
yeah, yeah
runnin’ up a check, i used serve on the front street
she just see a bag i know she don’t really want me
i was running around with no shoes like a monkey
posting on the block day and night like a junkie
still remember when them p+ssy n+ggas came and jumped me
guess them n+ggas mad cause they b+tches wanna f+ck me
i ain’t have a pistol on me n+gga so you’re lucky
i got it on me now, i dare a n+gga try to touch me
[chorus:dee watkins]
i’m straight, i’m cool on that b+tch
i was 13 when i hit my first l!ck
i be staying out the way, i can’t get caught up in the mix
so keep that sh+t from round me if it ain’t gon’ make me rich
i knew that i’d make it ever since i was a jit
had a plan, then i made it make sense
i was broke, i had to go and get a fix
let me tell you a lil story ’bout a bad ass jit
[verse 2: young dolph]
lemme tell you a lil a story bout a snotty nose kid (who dat?)
he grew up p+ss poor with big dreams to get rich
he mastered my streets, and learned how to dodge the pigs
and i like my b+tch chocolate, and thick
i grew up with priorities though, i always put my family first
never had my heart broke by a b+tch because i knew my worth
but i had my heart broke from my dog, and that sh+t hurt
so what i did to ease the pain, drink a lot of syrup (yeah, yeah, yeah)
mother f+ck the opps, put em in the dirt (yeah, yeah)
first thing first, put em on a shirt
the lil n+gga in the neighborhood with the worst (dolph)
catch a box for me, b+tch and i’ll buy you a purse
b+tches throwing they panties at me like i’m [?]
i created my own wave, [?] surf
i count my first milli, running through them bags or purse
i smoke a blunt before walk to church
[chorus:dee watkins]
i’m straight, i’m cool on that b+tch
i was 13 when i hit my first l!ck
i be staying out the way, i can’t get caught up in the mix
so keep that sh+t from round me if it ain’t gon’ make me rich
i knew that i’d make it ever since i was a jit
had a plan, then i made it make sense
i was broke, i had to go and get a fix
let me tell you a lil story ’bout a bad ass jit
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