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jamie ray – xanfran lyrics

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[chorus: jamie ray]
i just copped a ticket out to xanfran (xanny bar)
popped a rubber band, she on a handstand (yee, yee)
flexin’, i’m just doing sh-t they can’t stand (they can’t stand)
throwin’ money, f-ckin’ up the bands, man
pants saggin’, rock designer belts for no reason (just to flex)
we don’t ever stop, do this every season (yah, yah)
throw it while she shake it, cause i know she need it (know she need it)
might as well get used to this cause we ain’t leavin’

[verse 1: jamie ray]
drank a few, popped a couple, now i’m seein’ double (seein’ two)
can’t remember sh-t, i might just be in trouble
shawty see me stackin’ chips, she want the ruffles (she want the ruffles)
back up that thing up on me queen, now she ain’t being subtle (uh huh)
gettin’ neck, while i’m thumbin’ through the check (uh huh)
got a coupe, why these haters so upset? (uh huh)
f-ck the wait, b-tch i’m next, watch me flex (uh huh)
left my past in the past, no regrets (uh huh)
put it on the tab, drinks on me (whatcha want?)
always got the gas, never on e (yeah, she goin’)
fake friends tryna be my homie (what? what?)
but these dead presidents won’t leave me lonely (them my friends)

[bridge: jamie ray]
first cl-ss ticket out to xanfran (take off, take off, take off)
so high, don’t know if i’m gon’ land, d-mn
independent sh-t, don’t need yo’ hand, man
b-tch i did it on my own, i’m the man, man
b-tches shakin’ -ss for the cash and the gas (ooh)
gravitatin’ toward me cause they heard i got the stash
ridin’ round the city with 200 on the dash
talk a lot, if it ain’t real, the sh-t ain’t finna last

[chorus: jamie ray]
i just copped a ticket out to xanfran (xanny bar)
popped a rubber band, she on a handstand (yee, yee)
flexin’, i’m just doing sh-t they can’t stand (they can’t stand)
throwin’ money, f-ckin’ up the bands, man
pants saggin’, rock designer belts for no reason (just to flex)
we don’t ever stop, do this every season (yah, yah)
throw it while she shake it, cause i know she need it (know she need it)
might as well get used to this cause we ain’t leavin’

[verse 2: jamie ray]
from the slums, so i never had nothin’, b-tch (woah, woah, woah)
in the strip club, throwin’ all these ones, b-tch (woah, woah, woah)
f-ck a friend, i’m having fun with my funds, b-tch (woah woah woah)
eatin’ good, now i’m on that big pun sh-t
used to dig off in that couch just for some quarters (for that change)
used to get the work from cross the border (cross the border)
man i used to stress a lot but now i got a vision (now i got a vision)
[?], and if i want it, i’mma get it
if i speak it l, then i see it, that’s just how it goes (woah woah)
no standard hoes, my b-tches thick like amber rose (d-mn, d-mn)
but i’m married to the money, yeah i just proposed (will you?)
now they say congratulations everywhere i go
never half–ss, i just popped the whole thing (the whole thing)
come as you are, i grew up on that cobain (that cobain)
bang bang, if you step inside my domain (bow, bow)
get that work from china while i’m eatin’ lo mein
how you expect the change if you ain’t takin’ chances? (you ain’t take a chance)
i see the picture, and i paint it on the canvas (i put it up)
f-ck ’round with my money, i’m gon’ do some damage (i’mma do some damage)
criss angel in this b-tch, you might just f-ckin’ vanish (where the f-ck he go?)

[chorus: jamie ray]
i just copped a ticket out to xanfran (xanny bar)
popped a rubber band, she on a handstand (yee, yee)
flexin’, i’m just doing sh-t they can’t stand (they can’t stand)
throwin’ money, f-ckin’ up the bands, man
pants saggin’, rock designer belts for no reason (just to flex)
we don’t ever stop, do this every season (yah, yah)
throw it while she shake it, cause i know she need it (know she need it)
might as well get used to this cause we ain’t leavin’



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