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jay critch - brown hair lyrics

[chorus]
bad shawty with the brown hair
never seen you around here
money stacked in a pile, yeah
k!ll ’em all with a smile, yeah
i keep some real n-ggas around, yeah
my weed so loud, it make a sound, yeah
steal their money, they don’t make a sound, yeah
had to move up, we was down, yeah

[verse 1]
i don’t do no waitin’
penthouse just for the vacation
this a long way from the bas-m-nt
i spend all day money making
i’ma tell her
i don’t do no datin’
strokin’, don’t think she can take it
fell in love when she got naked
soon as i’m done, p-ss her off, you can take it
f-ck is you doing? i’m making them payments
balling like crawford, i’m shaking and baking
play for the knicks but i’m on my la sh-t
ounce of gelato, tryna see where that drank is
my b-tch a model, came off the front pages
she wanna suck, and swallow, and taste it
i’m in the club, drinks by the cases
money go up, the foreign keep racing

[verse 2]
ayy, where the checks leanin’ now, boy?
make it flip, make it count, boy
i’m the sh-t, run the town, boy
you a it, you a clown, boy
she said come here n-gga, you been a bad boy
all of these hundreds can’t fit in the bag, boy
she know i pick up the racks, i’m a bag boy
young n-gga ballin’ and i break the backboard
you ain’t do nothin’ for me, ain’t sh-t you can ask for
roll up the cookie, get high like a p-ssport
she gave me p-ssy, i ain’t even ask for it
diamonds they bitin’, i’m whippin’ the jaguar
they copying the wave but that ain’t it
used to go and hit the juggs in the same ‘fit
i put on for the hood, yeah i made it
livin’ good, n-ggas came from the pavement
you was balling before, but you got traded
you don’t got it no more, you overrated
keep the family with me, i wouldn’t trade it
i got plans to get richer and be the greatest
these n-ggas save it

- jay critch lyrics

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