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jay ot - kimmel lyrics

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(hit up jay ot man i gotta get me)

(hey!)

(huh, huh)

back on the road again, talk to my brudda if it ain’t bout the bands
aye, say how you did it again..
i ran this sh+t easy, i ain’t had no friends

p+++ say do it, i’ll do it again
yeah they thought i was fluke, till i proved it again
almost fell out my way, i’m retracing my steps
yeah i’m stepping back five, and i’m running up again

i+ i+ i+

i made her fall in love with the dead presidents, told me she feel like a widow
told them we’re not the same, i just go talk to the mic, yall talk to the pillow
benjamins imported, foreign exchange, yeah i need a lot not a little
if i madе 50 more racks, that’s on g, ima spend it

start a f+cking with hoes that bе toxic a little
i pull up in the night and they jimmy my kimmel
i got her spinning around like her sh+t on a swivel
veneer sh+t how i’m holding in her mouth and it’s looking so dental
talked to my brudda, he told me go get it
came with my dogs like it’s straight out the kennel
i don’t need no intro, n+gga
i just pull up and she say ima get it

flying on private, smoking on thailand
stunted on me when i dropped out of college
now she tell me to touch on her privates
left alike so don’t worry about it

this sh+t crazy, no cap, no kizzy, okay)

doing so much for my city, put yall on the vision, swear you n+ggas owe me respect
n+ggas ain’t know they could pop on the net ima show and prove it and do it again
doing so much in my little bitty city, they told me to get it, they get me protect
these n+ggas flopping, they jostling, they kidding, they told me i’m late now they say that i’m next

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