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jacquees - ready lyrics

[produced by nash b]

[intro: birdman]
sunday mornin’, bright lights
lookin’ off the top of the yacht, lost at sea just a lifestyle

[hook: jacquees + birdman]
i’ma hit her with my chains on
money dancin’, you’ll get rained on
this a maybach not a range rover
and you n-ggas see it ain’t though
i’m with all my people
i brought all my people
n-ggas ain’t seein’ me, n-ggas ain’t seein’ que
when you in first place
make the n-ggas wanna hate you
tell all them n-ggas we ready
did you not know we’re ready?
i got money in the bank
she f-ckin’ with me cause i’m rank
and we gon’ throw it in your face
too much money in your face

[verse 1: jacquees]
i think that i won the race
i think all these n-ggas hate
if i want it then i got it
i ain’t never had to wait
it’s some k!llers right beside you
f-ckboys we despise you
we ain’t even finna fight you
they gon’ do they best to find you
f-ck your b-tch all day
send her back your way
young cash money n-gga, never fade away
i be on the rise, be in different states
f-ck these n-ggas i’m rollin’, havin’ sh-t my way

[bridge: jacquees]
shoot the gun, boom-boom
yeah, my n-ggas shoot the gun, boom-boom
i don’t really know you, swear to god i don’t really know you

[hook: jacquees]
i’ma hit her with my chains on
money dancin’, you’ll get rained on
this a maybach not a range rover
and you n-ggas see it ain’t though
i’m with all my people
i brought all my people
n-ggas ain’t seein’ me, n-ggas ain’t seein’ que
when you in first place
make the n-ggas wanna hate you
tell all them n-ggas we ready
did you not know we’re ready?
i got money in the bank
she f-ckin’ with me cause i’m rank
and we gon’ throw it in your face
too much money in your face

[verse 2: birdman]
new whip, paper plates
money make a n-gga hate
n-ggas knowin’ that we straight
chop him dead in his face
gl-ss plate, new place
100 bricks, big face
a rich n-gga on the water
versace jacket for my daughter
big b, red boss
stunna man floss cars
if you ain’t made forbes n-gga
what the f-ck is you talkin’?
i don’t need no introduction than this
it’s stunna man, young and we gon’ bang on a b-tch

[bridge: jacquees]
shoot the gun, boom-boom
yeah, my n-ggas shoot the gun, boom-boom
i don’t really know you, swear to god i don’t really know you

[outro: birdman]
105 on a yacht, you understand me? jacuzzi on some scarface sh-t. just a normal lifestyle, palm beaches and b-tches and bottles and models, n-gga. they love a n-gga with money and power, n-gga dead

- jacquees lyrics

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