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j. shade – luv this shit lyrics

[intro: ferry jeen]
we up now

[first verse : nigel]
this paper, yea i need that
i might throw a couple bands up on her mean -ss
i might f-ck around and get her in the foreign
i might k!ll it then eat the pussy i mean that
f-ck , yea i need that
shawty tell me what’s the program, need some feedback
throw some gold on her
lemonade
forget them lame b-tches , you can keep that !

[hook: j. shade]

i woke up in the morning trynna make a come up ,yeah a n-gg- luv this shit , yeah i luv this shit . coming from a long way riding with my n-gg-s cause i luv this shit , yeah i luv this shit . hanging with some k!llers they gon’ spray you n-gg-s yeah cause they luv this shit , cause they luv this shit . running thru the city chasing money like a cheetah cause i luv this shit , yeah i luv this shit . whoaaa , new york n-gg-s luv this shit ,whoaa, atl n-gg- luv this shit , whoaa , la n-gg-s luv this shit , yeah . mi n-gg-s luv this shit .. yeah

[verse 2 : j. shade]
self-made , i ain’t rich yet . but a young n-gg- jugging trynna get paid
flexing in a new whip , cruising through the ville
no gravitated , my n-gg- keep it real
shawty pull up on me says she loves my chain
cooling with the homie down the alley , yeah yeah , she valid , later made her come through , i hit the pussy up then i quit cause , i ain’t got no plans for you
on the phone with the plug , gotta get my merchandise , put it on a scale
dope serve for the feen in the corner vampin thru the night like a n-gg- dropping verses , got mix the xan and the lean

[hook: j. shade]
i woke up in the morning trynna make a come up ,yeah a n-gg- luv this shit , yeah i luv this shit . coming from a long way riding with my n-gg-s cause i luv this shit , yeah i luv this shit . hanging with some k!llers they gon’ spray you n-gg-s yeah cause they luv this shit , cause they luv this shit . running thru the city chasing money like a cheetah cause i luv this shit , yeah i luv this shit . whoaaa , new york n-gg-s luv this shit ,whoaa, atl n-gg- luv this shit , whoaa , la n-gg-s luv this shit , yeah . mi n-gg-s luv this shit .. yeah

[verse 3 : nigel]
my k!llers ride around with that banana clip
just in case any n-gg- wanna try and trip
new york, pop more bottles with the scammers b-tch
my n-gg-s , smoke exotic so we h-lla lit
gang gang, whippin coca then we gotta flip
bad b-tch, f-ck her long inside the foreign whip
love this shit, trillest n-gg-s in the city
shotgun, got my shawty ridin wit me

- j shade lyrics

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