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jay rock - they be on it lyrics

they be on it

[chorus – kendrick lamar:]
i keep them big ol 26’s on deck,
stock ‘lac gotta fresh paint p-ssy juice wet
and the b-tches they be on it
oh, man they be so on it
whoa whoa
i got a fast car, nascar
yes 2 seater, stick shift,
like some turbo jets
and the b-tches they be on it
oh man, they be so on it, oh

[verse 1 – jay rock:]
i pull up on them hoes,
roll my windows down
let my music out,
4 15’s shake the ground
smoking on that medical
sipping on some medicine
top dawg letterman
she wanna ride i let her in
she s-xy than a motherf-cker
plus she brought her best friend
i guess thats a 2 for 1 party at the west end
5 star suites, bottles everywhere
wanna f-ck a star on the moon, i could take you there, b-tch
i got a swagger of mick jagger,
if you want her, you can have her
i done had her, we done had her
they be shootin at my ladder
cause i’m standing on a pedestal
she gon give me good head
just kuz i’m ahead of you
jay rock flyer than hanc-ck no sh-t
i’m a king, f-ck a prince
i don’t know no will smith
i don’t owe you n-gg-z sh-t
i’m a self-made n-gg-
ain’t that’s why your b-tch let me f-k on her for days n-gg-!

[verse 2 – jay rock:]
catch me in that fast lane, burners like i’m max payne
married to that money b-tch, women want my last name
they be on my b-mper mayne, screamin out omg! o i b pimp
2 p-a-c thats m.o.b, him or me? you choose
i ain’t gotta do too much, i just lay back smoke my weed and turn my bottle up
candy paint, leather guts, slide thru like an avalanche
we don’t ride no avalanche, so high i might never land
trips to never-never land, smokin on afghanistan
a.k.a that kush n-gg-, i’m on heaven’s roof n-gg-
big dawg i go woof n-gg-, don’t make me let my goonz loose
choppaz make you sh-t ya pants, thought you drunk some prune juice
swear that i’m immune to, stuntin hard, gettin paypa, ownin land, buyin acres
thats the reason why they hate us, i don’t give a f-k
middle finger out the windooo, beamer benz or bentley ferrari sorry we enzoooo

[verse 3:]
187 i’m killin em when i’m whippin it,
touch a corner its a murder whipe my fingerprints
i thot i tol yall, used to have them packs
in a black to-yota, macs by my scro-tum
now its matchbox hot wheels when i roll up
always online stay connected like a modem
he tryna snap a pickcha, she bout to snap her neck
a real blood pull up in a cherry cherry x
400 horses, hollywood park it
chevy kinda awkward interior green and coffee
i shake them haterz off me, as if i had fleas
im’a top dawg, rare breed, shoutout to rare breed
they keep them hogs runnin, and my garage is like the show i keep them cars comin
you hear my name hummin in the streets, buzz big
got ya b-tch eye’s rollin like my rims is!

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