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djj – work jg remix lyrics

[intro: djj]
turn this sh-t up cause raymore a little too quiet
jessegang
dj
woo woo woo. gone

[verse 1: djj]
i’m dancing, in my, red shoes, like i’m david bowie
(faaaame)
jessegang making deals, like that n-gga howie
still the same
never gone change
tell your girl she probally gone need her sheets changed
i’m sorry
taking out dirty laundry
like a game i got a four quarters
that’s enough for a clean rinse over
jessegang, we live by that motto puta mierda obtener dinero
burning haters off me life nero
leave your fake -ss camp like zero
i’m a super man ain’t talking hero
run a crew, f-ck your boo, and get kilos
getting kilos
making peep holes
see my people
f-cking people
f-ck the legal
i’m too real
nah i’m just playing
real’s rio
on that hardcore sh-t, no sasha
i’m jessegang’s obama
shoutout x way down in georgia
nappy hair, like haitians
brother
i am

djj
determined to just be jesse
jessegang
staysafe.bestrong.liveyoungly

jessegang, can’t trust n0body
don’t need a friend, i got my hobby
juice, p. high, and simba ready
leave y’all dead, like the n-z-s
gone

[verse 2: juice]
okay juice juice juice is on the track
all ya’ll f-ck n-ggas better hold it back
everybody know i am fresh to death
fly shoes fly shades
extra wealth
when i step in the room
you gotta hold your breath
cause you already know i am the sh-t
yes i’m the sugar honey ice tea
all you other n-ggas try to get like me
try to rock white tee, that sh-t ain’t fly
if you wanna roll wit me, jessegang or die
and i ain’t lyin , i’m just saying , ya know i ain’t playin
when we step in the place ya
excogitate if ya wanna be like us
see i take your b-tch and i take your crib
cause i be on some really n-gga sh-t
i k!ll your flow
i k!ll your b-tch
choke her out
with this d-ck
ash bowen
like my d
she real cool
and like to get freaky
see i make her do the juice
and got her drunk off the booz

[hook: a$ap ferg]
put in work
put in work
put in work
put em in the dirt

[verse 3: p. high]
put in work
all my n-ggas sell nothing but purp
ho -ss n-ggas take off y’all skirts
all bad b-tches make it twerk
drop the b-tch off if she gettin on my nerves
smoke a lot of dope
smoke a lot of herbs
f-ck n-ggas get whacked
brains on the curb
my n-ggas be strapped f-ck what you heard

bird on my hip
that’s that dessert eagle
he can feel the fonk in the air
no beanie sigel
been around some n-ggas who find happiness in a needles
you out in the field by yourself that’s a scary feelin’
better put in work
10 toes down on yo turf
if the gun jam better make it work
cuz my n-ggas gone put you in the dirt
d-ck ya girl down
she say it hurt
cause a n-gga puttin in work
leave a skinny b-tch f-cking broke
thick girls i gotta work
and your b-tch i got she like my polo boxers
she pull that d-ck out and l!ck that motherf-cka spotless
she a bobble head
a bobble head
she get f-cked
then she out my bed

[hook: a$ap ferg & schoolboy q]
put in work
put in work
put in work
yack yack yack yack

[verse 4: lil simba]
lil simba stepping out of the zoo
ain’t none of y’all f-cking with jesse crew
y’all ain’t f-cking with this gang
so don’t let me go cl!ck clack bang bang
fresh to death i don’t need a casket
hating on my boys man y’all some f-ggots
stunting so hard i don’t need a daddy
see a thick one man she’s a baddy
ha! let me go right now
any of y’all n-ggas knows me me i gets down
d double j leaving whack n-ggas with a frown
while lil simba leaving n-gggs to the ground
ugh! don’t wanna take your girl man its plenty mo
but, if i ask her to open her mouth and she nod her head yea, well man she’s a ho

i’m just a black teen wearing a black hoodie
please don’t shoot me
now lil simba is out of the zoo
now y’all know what he about to do jesse gang we are the best
f-ck the rest deleting five like make it less
like lay down and take a rest
lil simba is the best
jg on this remix work
lil simba like big booties that like to twerk
so you know what i gotta do gotta put in work

[verse 5: djj]
i’ve seen a lot fakes
stolen tapes
stealing grapes
spillin shakes
d-ck on 8
give or take
hanging; drapes
in a bowl, call me rose
eat your girl, no cannibal
gone, gone. that’s dj
her breath come faster than derrick rose
armani shades ain’t cost me none
brought the a to the ray, like it was blind or sumn
from the rough draft to jessegang
from a big head, to getting brain
but ain’t nothing changed
i’m still same
live in my flow, call it david blane
said forget the fame, it don’t matter none
as long as my n-ggas turnt up
got your girl back, i’d never front
pop these n-ggas, put em in the trunk
jg, middle finger down, cause we don’t give a f-ck
twerk, slurp, put in work

- djj lyrics

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