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jaybabyy - did it again lyrics

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(chorus)
ain’t safe ina street so my bl!cky stay tucked
keep a strap like a dyk+ if my girl tryna f+ck
so much money look like i sell drugs
n+ggas stay dissing i don’t give a f+ck

ridin so fast ain’t no pulling me over
my n+ggas stay icy the room getting colder
got dirty money it blow a bad odor
ion f+ck with you p+ssys i f+ck with the soldiers

my n+ggas will smoke yo ass like weed
u gone get cooked if we got sum beef
bad lil chick she been on my mind
when i see her again ima hit it from the side

yall really be faking yall really pretend
hop on my wave then you stick to the trends
im never worried bout sh+t that i spend
cuz i gotta bag and i did it again

(verse:1)
bros for hoes thats just how it go
you chasing the hoes yo money won’t grow
got 100k just going to a show
gave 20k each to all of my bros
my shooters be greenin ain’t talkin 2k
i dont trust n0body i sleep with a k
if u wanna feature u gone have to pay
u dont wanna pay den f+ck out my face

music be banging i might break your speaker
hottest ina city i might catch a fever
out runnin cops im the hood wide reciever
i be chasing bags like i am a cheetah

my haters be turning to fans real fast
n+gga talk crazy bit we on his ass
ain’t had sh+t but i was dripping in class
robbing and trapping to get all the cash

stackin these greens like i am in boston
i get to the work ion do lotta talkin
diamonds they dripping off me like a faucet
i got to much money can’t fit in a wallet

rolling the weed i be smokin my pain
put on my hoodie do drills ina rain
take em peels f+cked up my brain
i’ve been calm but i can go insane

(chorus)
ain’t safe ina street so my bl!cky stay tucked
keep a strap like a dyk+ if my girl tryna f+ck
so much money look like i sell drugs
n+ggas stay dissing i don’t give a f+ck
ridin so fast ain’t no pulling me over
my n+ggas stay icy the room getting colder
got dirty money it blow a bad odor
ion f+ck with you p+ssys i f+ck with the soldiers

my n+ggas will smoke yo ass like weed
u gone get cooked if we got sum beef
bad lil chick she been on my mind
when i see her again ima hit it from the side

yall really be faking yall really pretend
hop on my wave then you stick to the trends
im never worried bout sh+t that i spend
cuz i gotta bag and i did it again

(verse:3 markio)
we did it again we don’t trust no friends
you playing with us you will turn to a end
you talking that sh+t like you really know me
your girl on my m tryna make me spend

they cold like ice i stay with these vv’s
these n+ggas be hatin don’t want me to win
done took no l’s so i gotta win
man i’m to thick not fen like a fan
when i start making money these n+ggas be mad
so heated really tryna get me gone
f+ck all dat sh+t ain’t staying home
he talking that sh+t put me ona speaker phone

girls ask me out i say h+ll naw
then put the b+tch ina friendzone
she saying that i did her wrong
she know she want me because my money long

and ain’t got time for this sh+t
these b+tches be lying and playing in sh+t
when i say no at least stop throwing fits
they want all the fame man they wanna be rich

if you want some money b+tch get off yo ass
they passing up money like they passing gas
just stay in yo lane if not you not gone last
just grind like me cause i want it bad

(chorus)
ain’t safe ina street so my bl!cky stay tucked
keep a strap like a dyk+ if my girl tryna f+ck
so much money look like i sell drugs
n+ggas stay dissing i don’t give a f+ck

ridin so fast ain’t no pulling me over
my n+ggas stay icy the room getting colder
got dirty money it blow a bad odor
ion f+ck with you p+ssys i f+ck with the soldiers

my n+ggas will smoke yo ass like weed
u gone get cooked if we got sum beef
bad lil chick she been on my mind
when i see her again ima hit it from the side

yall really be faking yall really pretend
hop on my wave then you stick to the trends
im never worried bout sh+t that i spend
cuz i gotta bag and i did it again

- jaybabyy lyrics

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