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jc baby - clouds lyrics

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what up b-tch
its jc baby n-gga?
lets get it b-tch
jc baby d blaze

im up in the clouds i ain’t coming down/
chillin with d we finna smoke a pound/

(x2)

chillin with d we finna smoke a pound/
theese n-ggas sneak dissin we gon waist a round/
leanin off a 8 we some f-ckin clowns/
all my n-ggas chillin we gon hit the loud/

swaggin on the plane its in atto pilot/
going crazy in this b-tch we gon start a riot/
all my n-ggas looking good but im the f-ckin flyest/
im watching booty getting gold like a f-ckin pirot/

cash up in the bank, b-tch im cashin out/
smoking out the trap and we getting clout/
your pockets dryer then a b-tch, you got a drought/
pasadena gmg thats what im about/

i came back in and imma eat it/
all you n-ggas is my sons im talking fetus/
this cash up in my pocket oh you wouldn’t even believe it/
oh you b-tches ain’t listenen? please be seated/

cars clothes, & hoes man that ain’t nothing to me/
f-cking with the sqaud you gon have iv/
why you hoes tripping now i think you kind of clumsy/
just smoked a ounce now a n-gga got the munchies/

28864 call it humphrey/
we had a shoot out now you is deleted from the country/
my n-ggas poppin jokes, they actually kind of funny/
i wish a n-gga would play around with my money/

playing with my money then its 4 to your dome/
go look me up on google b-tch im talking google chrome/
my b-tch calling and im not gonna answer the phone/
get a new pack of swishers, we finna blow up on some strong/

pull up on yo block with the strap in my lap/
i dont f-ck with fake n-ggas thats probably why i actually trap/
talking sh-t like a nick then i might just bust a cap/
100 bands coming just because i f-cking trap/

i dont know about you but i know about me/
if you catch me in the cut im probably rolling up the tree/
i bring fear to your block all you other n-ggas flee/
n-gga dont be mad because your ho want the dee/

bow bow bow where your life at now/
mama’s crying n-ggas snitching cause my gun go pow/
keep your youngin’s off the street we dont need a gun sound/
but when you hear that gun sound recognize that its loud/

- jc baby lyrics

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