a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

jay zayat - whoa! lyrics

aight
yeah

mr. top 10 best in the scene no trends
i’m a trendsetter, baby getting wetter when i sing
y’all be better betting on me when i’m next up to win
cause’ i’m blessed up, diamonds on my t++th when i grin
like whoa
who the f+ck want real smoke?
y’all ain’t got a word on the things i wrote
keep the beef on simmer, put that flame on low
cause’ the next best’s next finna’ burn real slow
that’s wavy
oh you know he smooth like gravy
had a b+tch and she switchеd what a pr+ck but lately
she been on my d+ck so i’m up and she pagе me like
+why you ain’t call?+
cause’ i’m rich now baby (quarter)
quarter wrist now babe
gold brick now baby
audemar fl!cked cause’ i switch now baby
jay done changed and she ain’t gon’ sleep
till’ the shawty got fed and the whole fam eat like
quarter milly, two years you ain’t like this
don’t take shots homie talk but he might miss
you ain’t on sh+t bro i’m so up next
when i hop in the benz’
shawty drop and she saying
like whoa
cash in the safe shawty stop
like whoa
industry hoes on the floor
like whoa
diamonds in my t++th, gold gleam
got your main ting’ scream when she see got her saying
like whoa, aight

baddie in the back of the rolls
stacked up cash, mustard bands on the paper rolls
got more bills more than monica, wow
what’s you name girl?
+rachel+
we all friends now
my girl got girls
and my bro got hoes
and my light skin girls, got a d+mn white noise
and my bad lil’ ting’ got a french tip with it like
+je veux sa bite+
told her baby come get it like (switch)
switch back
water on my next like a sink tap
let me be real, take a pic give your b+tch back
best on stage and the whole crowd lit like
rose gold sh+t, cartier on the wrist
got bad b+tches, plenty
got bands up, plenty
how the f+ck you keep dropping all these songs?
how many
like 616 manifested the vision
since 2019 but the looks 20/20 like
quarter milly, two years you ain’t like this
don’t take shots homie talk but he might miss
you ain’t on sh+t bro i’m so up next
when i hop in the benz’
shawty drop and she saying
like whoa
cash in the safe shawty stop
like whoa
industry hoes on the floor
like whoa
diamonds in my t++th, gold gleam
got your main ting’ scream when she see got her saying
like whoa, aight

- jay zayat lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS