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jay ant - get your cuffs out (feat. prank) lyrics

[verse 1: jay ant]
why these n-ggas don’t trust me?
(they mad?)
so why these n-ggas don’t trust me?
(they mad?)
but i heard of a female
i got ’em on their toes like retail
me and this sacaro n-ggas don’t get along
he mad about a broad that i don’t even want
mad about a broad that i didn’t even hit
i might as well hit since he talking sh-t
i wasn’t even tripping, i was on the grind
i guess he mad at me ’cause a n-gga own her mind
n-gga could’ve hit me, i ain’t hard to find
but if he wanna run his mouth
i got the finish line
imma player, i don’t f-ck around with s.i.m.p. n-ggas
i hang around squares, real n-ggas, pimp strippers
keep on talking
you gonna see where all that sh-t gets you
i f-ck around and really take it
and she won’t miss it

[hook]
weird n-gga, i don’t want your b-tch
lame n-gga, i don’t want your b-tch
weird n-gga, i don’t want your b-tch
lame n-gga, i don’t want your b-tch
but she want me
and i’m gone give her what she wants
if you keep f-cking with me
so get your cuffs out n-gga
get your cuffs out n-gga

[verse 2: prank]
take stubs, direct deposit and plain flights
knocked a b-tch
f-cked a b-tch on the same night
this is the life
they think it’s all good
stopping these sad tears, doing what they wish they could
they front while i’m stunting so it’s nothing to me
i’m on my way to where they never could be
like f-ck a punk b-tch
or make the cake flip since they wore a six
never basics
sticking to this bay sh-t
money first, haters can die broke, enough said
tryina stop a n-gga shine, tell him i ain’t done yet
top dollar, top shelf, wearing the best linens
give me one reason i should trip off n-ggas winning
imma winner
imma get it
she looking, then why you with her?
if she peaking and i’m speaking
forgive us, we’re both sinners
good d-ck, good weed, a couple compliments
leave her alone, you know what time it is
n-gga

[hook]

[verse 3: jay ant]
i’m just a cool n-gga, why you mad at me?
matter fact you don’t even know me
how you mad at me?
i don’t know you so i don’t speak on you
i just know you got a little freak on you
cuff that, if you want that
i touch that
she told you she’ll never leave her baby
don’t trust that
f-ck that, you better stop tripping
n-gga fall back
before i take all that
remember that i caught that
and she love you, n-gga, s
she don’t place no one above you, n-gga
i don’t mean she ain’t f-cking with me
so you better stop f-cking with me
step your game up and i don’t mean nintendo
i’m by a window, smoking on that extendo
enjoying my view
weird n-gga, i ain’t worried about you
(uh)

- jay ant lyrics

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