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duwap kaine – jada pinkett lyrics

[verse]
big ar just coming in clutch
hang with my n+ggas, you know it’s a bunch of us
you did your b+tch ass so i f+cked up her b+tt
in the hood so get [?]
riding around with a honey bun
they been f+cking with me, yeah, since “under the sun”
brand new chain, brand new gun
you better not lie ’cause you my son
smoking gingerbread, [?]
i need me a b+tch, she gotta be the one
big ar, shooting at everyone
i do not give two f+cks about sh+t
[?] stop at the light [?] p+ssed off
don’t ask me, i know i’m the sh+t
that’s your b+tch so she doing the [?]
it’s my b+tch [?] my drop top
with my gang, man, i’m having my own mob
twelve cars in the driveway with no job
b+tches be hitting me up like i know y’all
shoot the p+ssy lil’ b+tch, no b+lls
touching your b+tch ass and it’s so soft
ricky owens sitting right by the wall
ain’t rocking no vans [?] off the wall
i bring them racks in
rocking high fashion
you gotta clock in
if you work for a n+gga, that’s madness
put my diamonds on, watch them p+ss in the stall
don’t n0body be checking on me so i don’t care about y’all
ball on a n+gga, i ball harder than john wall
call one of my shooters up, i think it’s chris paul
in la like law & order and my b+tch regina hall
we ain’t talking ’bout spice 1 but we tryna k!ll ’em all, d+mn
i’m growing up, nineteen years of age
i got my pistol in the f+cking backstage
show me something that’ll actually have me amazed
my pistol on me, n+gga, like i’m johnny cage
my b+tch from ohio, doris day
why this b+tch keep on acting, man, she sound like jennifer day
just give my n+ggas a grammy, man, how they slang that k
have a junkie try some sh+t like the sh+t was train today
i’m high as f+ck, man, i ain’t even blinking
i was locked up, i was cold but they gave me a blanket
and i need a bad ass b+tch jada pinkett
on a high speed chase, doing the dash, i wasn’t thinking at all

- duwap kaine lyrics

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