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jae tips - lafayette gods lyrics

[verse 1 phil walker]

now all praise this n-gga
god bless 44’s and the trigger
smoking gun quitter
reading psalms of the bl!cker
verse 2 he-rs- you wrote the scriptures
so i determine ya faith
put dope in that b-ss
razor buck 150 ya face
all in the spot in the place
you can press this young harlem cat
i come out smoother then mase
and i’m back at it ga ga ga again
said she brought her girl over
said don’t look at her friend
well i can pretend but i’m thinking karen “super head”
and last name be stephens
they jumped in my benz
i chauffeured
(mmmhjhjmmmm) i threw d-ck in her friend!
moral of the story right?
pimped her like i’m dolomite
went for 3 real clutch robert horry like
brighter then a solar light
haters like i know he right
pushing all that snow
i never pedal like a motor bike
i’m outa sight & out my mind
lacerations on the pigmentation cuz
digging through they minds
i believe im the god of rap!
these n-ggas can’t hold me back!!!!
throw up signs like zodiac
see me snapping for the cheese so y’all know that i can trap
drinking snapples
flip the top because i’m looking for the facts
f-ck the lies play ya cards right i ain’t trynna deal with that uhh!
it like a hidden agenda
ill never surrender
my state of mind gone it be back in november
we slaughter beginners
i come off like hinna
you go lost like cinda-rella
but a fella
so i’m aiming at slippers
you naming i’m banging the game is the stainless act tuff u acquainted
my n-ggas bout they business so they suited for cases, so f-ck the patients

[verse 2 jae tips]
my girl want a crib and we planning on a move
got fired from my job
but i’m still on my 2s
carolina blues
f-ck nudies and trues
cause they all in the hood like that penny n-gga shoes
sipping on the booze
in my jordan number 2s
somewhere out in soho
but should be on a cruise
i be on the move
new n-ggas on the block
i’m from where chickens on garm showing t-tties don’t pop
and where n-ggas n-ggas throwing
dirt for wrong hoes
you heard fleeshard
these n-ggas go hard
sucking all this d-ck need a knee guard
you wanna be us
we wanna be god
a god
what u say gawd
i’m on that f-cking m-th-f-cking juice
like i’m a rod
we don’t play fair
we just play cards
got b-tches in the city swiping
goyard
young dum hoes on that dum sh-t
100 b-tches in line cause i don’t c-m quick
boogie down bronx and i run sh-t
bumping that dom k
in my don c
trill n-gga i am
sipping don p
ball so hard i’m chauncey
get these wack m-th-f-ckas up off me
jacking my style ill torch em
wrote alot of verses out of boredom
but now its all for the fame and the stardom
real n-gga i’m a m-th-f-cking problem
grew up balling outta harlem
little east i’m a m-th-f-cking beast
but now i’m flooding these streets
with this m-th-f-cking heat
k!lling these beats
bow bow
with this automatic flow
gunning for the top and we gunning for the dough betccch

- jae tips lyrics

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