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jay plush - thank god lyrics

“[verse 1: thank god]
grew up eating top ramen pb&j
any chance i get +++++
i’m eating lobster and steak
i’m a have it my way
i won’t make a mistake
i’m going hard in the paint with everything that it makes, ++++ with me
never off, always on duty
paper chasing bust a l!ck brown skinned cutie
flip the chips bust a whip brand new jewelry
+++++said he do he only wish that he knew me, excuse me?
yeah i ain’t no joke
i’m on these ++++ heads necks and throats
they don’t want smokе
the missing ingredient thеse b+tches is bland
i put this spice up in your life like i’m making the band
collabo, k!lling ++++like i’m rambo
military mind no disguise when i shine tho
outshine +++ mando chasing the check
like i was in the booth where you ++++ was at?
like when i was in the gym where you ++++ was at?
but when i was in the booth where you ++++ was at?
[chorus: thank god]
n0body had my back when i was ten toes
now the bag getting fat fake friends show
thank god for the real +++++off top
57th normandie big moe’s spot
hood laced lil nut big jmoney
rich rollin stay rich blue strip hundreds
[verse 2: thank god]
no penny pinching nada cause i love to shine
real thoroughbred chick out to get what’s mine
meaning bout to ball out
let the cash fall out
when i see some bull ++++
i’m a call it right out
totally new to it yet and still true to it
god’s plan full effect, totally glued to it
catch a clue to it like hey won’t he do it
any obstacle or stagnate he just removed it
a real goal getter, dope rhyme spitter
hater ++++ mad real +++ +++ wit her
+++ with me if you need that impeccable flow
you want it once, you want it twice
i might give you some more
i’m a outshine the opps, outline the plots
delegate the plays, call all the shots
big mouth plush burning bands in a benz
sliding lexus or the beemer
looking good with my friends
[verse 3: thank god]
real +++ sliding off with a real ++++
to the back +++ +++ we don’t deal with it
cocaine white whip boy i’m still whipping
black +++ black glock boy i’m still tripping
make a +++ baby mama bust it down for me
all this drip on my neck call it drown on me
blue strips when i flex hundred round drummy
thank god for my ++++ let’s get money
“

- jay plush lyrics

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