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jamelly – mordecai and rigby lyrics

[intro: jamelly]
let’s get it, n+gga
i’m turning up
yeah, i got yo hoes wit us
only bros, i trust

[chorus]
you want these bullets, i’ll stream it to yo house
i’ll walk up in yo crib and f+ck yo spose on the couch
n+gga, after i’m done, she gon walk wit a slouch
and, yo n+gga a rat, he a walkable, talkable mouse

[verse 1: jamelly]
look, when we say “i don’t like you” n+gga, we mean it
what i say? ion mean to hurt yo feelings
when i tell you “don’t worry” yes, best believe it
nothing hits harder than the motherf+cking cement
nothing feels better than an achievment
you can reach your goals with persеverance
you can lead a cow to watеr, but can’t you make her drink it, n+gga leave it
i don’t give a f+ck bout no p+ssy or no celvage
all these hoes, godd+mn deceiving
b+tch talking sh+t, but her ass built like a wideback receiver
huh, n+gga what, n+gga

[verse 2: kodiene]
she more of a tight end
n+ggas keep f+cking with me, i’mma show him a dead end
me and yo b+tch, n+gga
yeah, we best friends
beat the b+tch five times, then i broke her back in
so many darkskins on my d+ck, cause i’m light skin
n+gga gave me the wrong car, with the f+cking wrong benz
i can show you windex and i can show you turbulence
(clap clap clap clap clap) that’s the turbulence
(clap clap clap clap clap) that’s the turbulence
(clap clap clap clap clap) that’s the turbulence
[verse 3: jamelly]
n+gga you know, it’s me, i’m one of a kind
there ain’t no n+gga like me, so you gotta combine
you can’t be like, n+gga you wasting yo time
b+tch, you sour, ohhhh like lemon lime
me and kodiene, on that type of time
running round yo d+mn city wit a land mine
we’ve been on downtime, so we gotta shine
gotta shine like, i’ve been inna mine (holdon)
when she see, i’m always on her mind
put the d+ck in her spine
she said, you can be mine
i said, not too long, baby, i’m onna grind
shots to his eye, look like he tax stone
i’m short, but my racks just got overgrown
my style baggy clothes like, i came out the snow
rocking my shii wit the tags, like i came out the store

[verse 4: kodiene]
i’m struggliing in suburbs, n+gga where my noodles at?
fat b+tch couldn’t make it to the fridge so she broke the bridge
got paranoid, cause i saw a whole bunch of black people
took a sped n+gga 5pc wing, i felt evil
f+ck this n+gga b+tch, i told him close the door
know that n+gga mad, cause i saw him cry in the car
just witnessed, a n+gga lose all his friends over a btich
rather crash and burn in a plane, cause jet a b+tch

- jamelly lyrics

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