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jacob daley - ‏‏the one thousand dollar sweater lyrics

[intro: jacob daley]
i’m on my “walk, gleesh, walk, walk, walk, walk
walk, gleesh, walk”
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: jacob daley]
take down yee
arm up jumpshot swish
pull up fast like swish
let me do my thing
aux cord pass right down
and the beat gon’ knock right now, right now
they pray i ain’t popping
i got lots of options
i play point like rondo
they take punch like ronda
round up i came for your jugular quick
i’m eating good, my sauce drip from my lip
fountain of youth in the booth taking sips
i share the wealth and scream “everyone rich”
my moments cherished, embarrassed
comparisons can’t even stand with me, wait
i need a vacay, i barely leave maryland
keep hearing cl!cks from your camera, wait, dang

[chorus: jaden smith and jacob daley]
with all they cameras and bullets
i swear i’m thе man up in france with the hooligans
yeah, i’m up whеre santa be, you do not answer me
i’m in the canopy
with all they cameras and bullets
i swear i’m the man up in france with the hooligans
yeah, i’m up where santa be, you do not answer me
i’m in the canopy
[verse 2: jacob daley]
like i’m trynna be ‘ye but better
and i’m a little late with the tape need it straight for the cheddar
and i need the confidence of mcgregor
my bank don’t take no blows from a stack on a sweater, like
what’s your temper? i come through vendetta
i throw bows like metta, f+ck your set uh
last verse said i’m rondo but b+tch i’m big, play center
that’s my get up
boy i’m a starter, work harder like me
i do it all boy i ball for the team
2pac top til it’s eyes on me
and i bling+blang+blaow like i’m skateboard p
and i woo wap bam take a chance on me
and i need my bands, i don’t dance for free
tension turned me to a grouch, aye aye
pockets on kangaroo pouch, aye aye
gotta buy my mom a new house, aye aye
me and kam make the city proud, aye aye
wonder what i’ll do with the intro?
had to make the first one count
i’m stunting, made my own percussion
album over summer, it’s nothing
i ain’t bluffing
hands out, ask, give nothing
phone cl!ck end discussion
i mean d+mn
[chorus: jaden smith]
with all they cameras and bullets
i swear i’m the man up in france with the hooligans
yeah, i’m up where santa be, you do not answer me
i’m in the canopy
with all they cameras and bullets
i swear i’m the man up in france with the hooligans
yeah, i’m up where santa be, you do not answer me
i’m in the canopy
with all they—
bullets i sw—
man up in fr—
hooligans
with all they—
bullets i sw—
man up in fr—
hooligans

[outro: jacob daley]
and i need the confidence of mcgregor
my bank don’t take no blows from a stack on a sweater, like

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