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jay shades - jaws of life lyrics

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yo we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood
yo we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood
yo we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood
yo we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood

how i’m snappin they feel trapped they need them jaws of life (yeah)
i made a bag off yo b+tch she promotes me right (supa)
i’m in a car tryna finish a mix
i got appalled when she asked for a kiss
i put a bag on my wrist before i give it to a b+tch (yeah yeah)
i make it up as i go freestyle
hit me wit the cash or get hit with a peace sign
we was tryna blow a couple doadies in a nissan
leaf ward bumping out a bando like we speak for him
rip the top off the whip jaws of life
she on my d like it’s sunny delight
shoutout guiseppe and shout out my guys
outer sp+ce won’t be back in a while
need more cash need a stack and a pile
ass grabbing like a coke and a smile
lost her mind now i’m hosing her down
jaws of life ima open her now (yeah)
jaws of life ima open her now
need a ref cause these n+ggas move foul
up late tryna work on my style
we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood
mega i’m the one that leave you stuck in a wood
or somewhere stuck in the woods
whatever she’s a vixen she jus model
give her the d+ckens opened her up and jaws of lifed her
you is a sucker we despise you
make that call the homies snipe you
open you up deep b+tterfly you
22 rife you jaws of life you name is maestrowe
yeah a viln went bad in the booth (yeah)
my n+ggas be shooting like they into hoops
we brought this sh+t straight the blue
the c in my stance you cee how i move
funny acting you got nothing to prove
she saved me as halls to her throat i’m missouse
i’m foul wit lil shawty her throat i misuse
i put it on hood n+ggas spit from the roof
jaws of life f+ck jaws of death
have ‘em sending shots till it’s nothing left
stitch a s+v in a bullet vest
i’m on cold c ima make a mess
j+a+y you gon turn up the speak (speakers)
k+a+y leave his ass on the street (yerr)
s+a+y how he making the beat (huh)
make your b+tch pop outta her seat
you trapped in the cap you was talking up
this collision gon hit you like what the f+ck
keep it st+rdy these n+ggas don’t knuckle up
bullets flying bout as hot as the summer was
owepi s+v in flesh s hat witta flag on deck
f+ck you i need my check and i move big true blue too left
i’m lethargic i’m losing my sanity
hot box four deep in a camery
jaws of life turn you amputee
put the whole thing right on channel three
n+gga
yo we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood
yo we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood
yo we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood
yo we in the cut just smoking a wood we got your chick promoting the hood



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