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jaayinfamous - not shrek lyrics

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[verse 1]
she wanna suck my d+ck ’cause i’m poppin’ (baby give me some cash)
i be drippin’ different colors, dennis rodman
how i never need a b+tch ’cause i got options
have to remind her, we ain’t datin’, we just talkin’
h+b+m the gang, who the f+ck is you?
you wanna slide to the crib? b+tch, you gotta follow the rules, huh
the homie kickin’ doors like he do kung fu
b+n+b crackin’, she ain’t suckin’ d+ck, the b+tch can’t come through
somethin’ like i’m al johnson ’cause i be deep in her pool
get it? it’s like i’m f+ckin’ paris morgan
beatin’ down her walls, she eat the d+ck likе i’m payin’ her mortgage
once i hit thе scene, they greet me first ’cause i’m really important, hm
this ho think i’m stupid
she cheat on me, i work that sh+t just like i’m lucius
b+tch, i’m really him, my business is just how it’s toothless
i got a mexican b+tch that l!ck d+ck just like it’s lucas
tryna get rich and blow a bag on bullsh+t
tryna pull up in four holes in a foreign whip
n+ggas be hatin’ on a n+gga, they ain’t got sh+t
i hang with junkies, but he really per+person this sh+t
she don’t even f+ck with him ’cause he ain’t got no motion
i got her creamin’ on my meat like a bottle of lotion
and she like the way i look, she wanna put it on me
i ain’t come to cuddle with you, i bust it open
i ain’t raw d+gg+n’ nothin’, get hit with this trojan
i’ll make her feet touch her head to shove it in her stomach
i’m a big dog, these n+ggas lil’ puppies
you’re just a [?] on the block, i swear i came from nothin’
[interlude]
yeah, n+gga, hb, b+tch
they got ben styles poppin’
n+gga, i’m poppin’ like popcorn on a friday night at the movies
n+gga, i’m in for mr. d+ckhead

[verse 2]
just leave your body out the house, baby, bring your head
you blowin’ up the b+tch phone, i’m leavin’ stains in her bed
hold on, watch out, b+tch, i’m really him
she was kissin’ on my pickle, you kissin’ her lips
you a lame n+gga, and i’m in the wind
you a toyota, i’m a cls benz
got casamigos on my migos, baby, bring your friends
tryna put ten chains on my neck just like i’m friends with ben
we are not homies, do not shake my hand
i really hate n+ggas, like i’m part of the clan
i guarantee you if we link, baby gon’ drop her pants
her n+gga said he wanna fade, i’ll sock ’em in his chest
ain’t no respect for no sl+ts, just give me neck
after i’m done beatin’ her p+ssy, i’ma chase a check
she tryna be my lil fiona, but i’m not shrek
stay up in the crib, you is a lil’ boy
i’m with them real goons, that play with real toys
they wasn’t tryna listen to me, i’ll start makin’ noise
my older brothers told me, “turn up, i ain’t have the choice”
used to have jeans, and gettin’ topped off in a rolls royce
[outro]
i’m with them real goons, that play with real toys
they wasn’t tryna listen to me i’ll start makin’ noise
my older brothers told me, “turn up, i ain’t have a choice”
used to have jeans, and gettin’ topped off in a rolls royce



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