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jayklickin - love me lyrics

[chorus: yogii b]
they say i’m gettin’ crafty with the words
[?] her first
mention my deads, you get put in a shirt
this for notti, don’t make ’em forget
put the o to the y to my [?]
i remember the days with no bread
now we flyin’, need a private jet
with the gang [?] our success
they say i’m gettin’ crafty with the words
[?] her first
mention my deads, you get put in a shirt
this for notti, don’t make ’em forget
put the o to the y to my [?]
i remember the days with no bread
now we flyin’, need a private jet
with the gang [?] our success

[verse 1: jaykl!ckin]
and that opp thot gon’ give me that [?]
she love d+ck in her tummy
that’s on bro, i’ma dump every shot
if you f+ck with an opp, make you hop like a bunny
they like, “cl!ck, why you always on hots?”
’cause n+ggas be mentionin’ bro like it’s funny
that’s my opp, and he know it get ugly, dummy
left his face on the floor with his cousin
might call up the wock, you know that’s the bloodie
sippin’ mud, but don’t call me your muddy
when i be there, she ask me, “cl!ckin, do you love me?”
i’m like, “nah, i’m too focused on money”
it’s my time, growin’ up, not givin’ a f+ck what they say
in the lake, with the o’s
b+tch, we smokin’ on deads in the rey
i ain’t dumb, they can think what they want
they only know me by my name
[chorus: yogii b]
they say i’m gettin’ crafty with the words
[?] her first
mention my deads, you get put in a shirt
this for notti, don’t make ’em forget
put the o to the y to my [?]
i remember the days with no bread
now we flyin’, need a private jet
with the gang [?] our success

[verse 2: yogii b & jaykl!ckin]
they told me that i’m one of the best
livin’ long, a n+gga play chess
i think things i know i regret
but my life ain’t even start yet
that boy dd the voice, i’m the threat
and this sh+t been a h+ll of a quest
livin’ long, a n+gga play chess (grrah)
livin’ long+ (like, grrah)
like, take a trip to the 8, same week
that’s a fact that i talk to the mic
when i’m feelin’ the beat
dnd, i don’t pick up the phone
and she wanna ride, rock, get neaky
sl+t her out, then i pass her to dd
we forever gon’ have that on repeat
on bro he get shot if he throw up the gzzly
[chorus: yogii b]
they say i’m gettin’ crafty with the words
[?] her first
mention my deads, you get put in a shirt
this for notti, don’t make ’em forget
put the o to the y to my [?]
i remember the days with no bread
now we flyin’, need a private jet
with the gang [?] our success
they say i’m gettin’ crafty with the words
[?] her first
mention my deads, you get put in a shirt
this for notti, don’t make ’em forget
put the o to the y to my [?]
i remember the days with no bread
now we flyin’, need a private jet
with the gang [?] our success

- jayklickin lyrics

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