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isaiah rashad - sydney jones lyrics

[verse 1: isaiah rashad]
man coming from a city where the heater bang
nooga shooter ruger, k!ll your brother that’s that local fame
always gave a f-ck so much my dockers wasn’t d-ckies man
gotta keep it pimping james stomped them out, 44 deep, over cookies so
imagine what they do to n-ggas acting like some p-ssy man
austin daddy left him so abrupt now he hitting stains
type of sh-t, make me say prayers for all my players
i’m here for all your fears you sell, i gotta scale
it’s real, riding, riding with my brother and his lincoln
got me thinking of get rich schemes for all my people
and maybe i should talk to my daddy, good karma
but f-ck it i’m still stuck in these panties
take relations for granted ‘stead of lowering standards
i did blow i didn’t plan it i’m understanding these addicts
can you manage your habit? can you honestly practice?
all that sh-t that you preaching? always misplacing my gl-sses
but always peeping the evil like, i see it clear now
like back in high school you’re the one that’s acting weird now
had a baby in the 9th grade, shes old enough to cheer now
you see us getting money put that motherf-ckin’ beer down
we’re here now

[break: isaiah rashad]
we here now mothaf-cka
i think we need some motivation
we’re here now mothaf-cka
give me that sydney jones p-ssy
i think we need some motivation

[verse 2: michael da vinci]
many nights i shot ball ’til lights
cut off on flight so probably fell my life
my momma was probably right i fill shoes to height
that kobe could fit ‘em tight these n-ggas here is light
to get ahead they living like parasites and mice
and p-ssy will make them fight, i’m be sippin’ this f-cking sprite
for fillers i couldn’t write my big homie had died
for n-ggas who living lies he’s six feet from life
i hope heaven treating him nice, why good die in spite?
when sydney jones get piped, she young, black, and trife
my light skin advice, she keep me hooked like phife
my electric relaxation, her thighs give me escapism
with music make me anxious, n-gga be all tasteless
sometimes i feel like hatred will k!ll me if i do make it
three stacks vacations, secluded living locations
illest amount of payments to bank accounts that i’m making
seasons changing for us and we adding a couple faces
these n-ggas get funny so benjamin keep me racing
everybody a actor wanna be the leading faces
so get your acting right the directors giving our placements

[outro: michael da vinci and isaiah rashad]
my n-ggas die for it, she got that p-ssy juice
i could lie for it, that p-ssy the truth
you got some time boy, then get some p-ssy too
i’m the n-gga baby, what that p-ssy do
my n-ggas die for it, she got that p-ssy juice
i could lie for it, that p-ssy the truth
you got some time boy, go get some p-ssy too
(give me that sydney jones p-ssy
i think them n-ggas need some motivation)

- isaiah rashad lyrics

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