jay whiss – lakeshore lyrics
[intro: jay whiss]
ugh, woo
prime
[hook: jay whiss]
on the lakesh0r- driving like i’m in a race
chasing paper you can see it in my face
i put all these gas b-tches in their place
spent like 15 hundred on this ace
i ain’t tripping dawg, i make that in a day
i ain’t tripping i got too much on my plate
i ain’t tripping i got too much in the safe
i ain’t tripping i got too much on the way
[verse 1: jay whiss]
man i’ve got a b-tch for every mood i’m in
cl-ss in session i’ma teach you how to do this sh-t
when i was young all i would listen to was ludacris
flowing bows, you a hoe, keep it moving b-tch
i was smart i was supposed to go to college
but all my teachers had me living in the office
started skipping school and greened all the dollars
now my shoes look like a stop sign at the bottom
man somebody call sandro and get me a deal
n-ggas don’t vouch me, you tell me how does it feel?
why these rappers diss themselves?
they be telling them tales
all these weirdos in my city all that sh-t isn’t real
we the only n-ggas that she hearing ’bout
it’s actually playing n-gga please just turn it down
i don’t drink no sprite unless it’s purple now
and i might just p-ss your b-tch to murda now
[hook: jay whiss]
on the lakesh0r- driving like i’m in a race
chasing paper you can see it in my face
i put all these gas b-tches in their place
spent like 15 hundred on this ace
i ain’t tripping dawg, i make that in a day
i ain’t tripping i got too much on my plate
i ain’t tripping i got too much in the safe
i ain’t tripping i got too much on the way
[verse 2: donnie]
got your b-tch, gave her to murda and she going down
prime 176 we’re the word around
i swear this sh-t is not a circus, why are you a clown?
i take your b-tch and make her strip
i’m about to serve her down
i told her, teacher don’t send me to the office
i won’t go, i’ll hit the block and make the profit
chasing cheese, i call it cow i want the cuttage
you boys, i hope you get it cause i got it
i want more money than i ever thought of
[?] told me get ’em, so i got ’em
flip, stick, the plug i gotta rob ’em
sip, too much purple i got a problem
we speedin’, we racin’ i thought you would have caught up
but you are just chasing and we ain’t sure you follow
wheres the champagne, i’m tryna drown a model
she’s giving me brain i knew that she would swallow
[hook: jay whiss]
on the lakesh0r- driving like i’m in a race
chasing paper you can see it in my face
i put all these gas b-tches in their place
spent like 15 hundred on this ace
i ain’t tripping dawg, i make that in a day
i ain’t tripping i got too much on my plate
i ain’t tripping i got too much in the safe
i ain’t tripping i got too much on the way
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