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jay bel - groovemeister lyrics

aye i need me a sp-ceship
aye i need me a take off
kinda scary wanting to be higher
n-ggas waiting asking if it’s fire
then i dropped acid lake off
to show you floating ain’t nothing
y’all got garbage circulating in the place dawg
now feel that acid rain pour
jimi dropped his sh-t
bohemia coming watch this sh-t
that heat in the oven, beep see us coming
that tree stench is on us, weed be abundant
no defense is on me, he steady winning
the top is just all he see
you ain’t making your way up or stalling me
i do not give a f-ck who you wana to be
i just entered my bag and my arm is deep
you just whimpering sad cause you aren’t me
grew up listening to jazz and that r&b
so don’t think cause i sing i don’t f-cking rap
i’m just tired of listening to f-cking trap
so i made what they slang in they arteries
i feel like i’m the plug and they’re calling me
they get hit with the tax cause we aren’t cheap
they get hit with the bat and they out of here
i get in with the pack in my outerwear where he came from? he allowed in here?how’d he take off? this is our year
i devour here, i deflower her
get the pot in here, you hypotenuse
that’s the opposite to the right —
to a topper tear
cry a river boy
ill walk on top of tears
man i been popped for years
i dropped the top and ran
like a corvette
ain’t talk to pop in years
and i ain’t call yet
i’m like a war vet
cause done shot some years
same main n-gga, picking cotton
hear me slang yay, n-gga skipping college
yea i can’t take n-ggas sitting jocking saying jay ain’t. you ain’t with the problems
it ain’t sh-t to solve it
n-gga it be jay bel season alone
if you ain’t heard before man i need you to know
you n-ggas wasn’t there you ain’t see me broke
when i was robbing big like a tv show
this reaper sh-t is not for the weak hearted
it’s me first and the rest could keep just calling
a t shirt with the faces of beats on it
it’s cheaper by the dozen i’m steve martin
im steve austin i’m ballin with two beers in my hand
tooth smeared on the vans, cause i’ll run up yo grill
i’m gunning in the field
i’m coming for the k!ll
if bridgeport send me another f-cking bill
aye muhf-ck a chill
and m-th- f-ck a b-tton too
i just can’t wait for the plate that’s what glutton do
it’s the same jay aye dame what we cutting to
you insane bro, usuian bolt, man i’m cutting through
yea i scissor through like the lesbians in pictures do
never been a dude you could step to with a frigging stool
think i’m minuscule cause i’m smoking dope and sitting cool
they thought he had this on me oh yay
watch the man gleam
then you wake up
like a bad like a bad dream
with the face up
mr krabs meme
let that b-tch breathe
n-gga move like they ain’t let that kid eat
see the groove live they get swept of thy feet
like a smooth guy, to impress a nice piece. n-gga spew fire still get pressed for i.d
never hit bars cause i think i’m familiar uh
only f-ck w the familia uh
n-ggas moving like chameleons bruh
seeing through all of your colors and shapes
see your mystique man f-ck all you fakes
x men out that’s how we deal with it uh
exit left if you ain’t feeling it uh
run to the bag aye i cut to the chase
cut to the chase like my scammers
that f-ck up the system
i f-ck with the faith
cause he f-cked up the bank
got a black & white car made to f-ck up your race
get the f-ck out the way
aye f-ck trump by the way
aye f-ck outta my way
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blacking is a sport
shaqing with the boards
had to hit em hard
p-ss the kid the ball
fastest dribble mode
clock is hitting fo
got the pick and rolled
span and dribbled off
lift the wrist and pulled

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