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jeesh - binneman lyrics

[intro]
(koll)
woah (what?), woah (what?), woah (what?), woah (what?)
woah (what?), woah (what?), woah (b+tch, brrah), woah
woah, woah, d+mn, d+mn (haha)
d+mn, woah, woah, yuh (jeesh gon’ k!ll ’em, b+tch)

[chorus]
aye, it’s about time i bossed up (i bossed up)
likkle bully tryin’ me, then make sure he get crossed up (rrah)
sticker gang like to walk around with heaters all tucked (oh yuh)
i ain’t f+ckin’ with these rappers ’round me, they all suck (h+ll nah)
big body down the i’, my lil’ jitnem wanna slide (neeyow)
burnin’ rubber off the tire, i’m beegee boy, i’ll stay alive (sheesh)
i been locked up in the ‘yo, i think i need to go outside (for real)
put a dookie in a draw, i get that paper, f+ck a towel (aye, yuh)

[verse]
ready to bust quick, when i put two fingеrs in that b+tt, bi+
my whole gang i trust, but it’s really about one jit (that’s for rеal)
blo+blocked off another ’cause that boy was actin’ sus (huh?)
he tried kickin’ on bro dust, so i’ll turn him to because of it (rrah)
pot and the pan, i’m that man, y’all rap sh+t out a can (oh yuh)
y’all got a fan, i got fans, that’s the difference (d+mn)
it ain’t no f+ckin’ game when boys advance, toys in hands (yuh)
i’m gonna get t t’d up quick, i’m putting on my mans
pi+pick a bowl, i was livin’ off soup and dog food (what?)
now my kick game looking expensive and they all new (sheesh)
i been the npc up there that you can’t talk to (on god)
its mr. binneman, mastermind, i got to (b+tch)
look me in my eyes, tell me i’m lying (yuh)
i been built to rise, its by design (c’mon)
band getter, star maker, i’m a a&r (oh yuh)
lame p+ssy wanna try me, he gettin’ fired (brrah)
look me in my eyes (eyes), tell me i’m lying (lying)
i been built to rise (rise), its by design (‘sign)
band getter, star maker, i’m a a&r
lame p+ssy wanna try me, he gettin’ fired (uh, huh)
[chorus]
aye, it’s about time i bossed up (what?)
likkle bully tryin’ me, then make sure he get crossed up (rrah)
sticker gang like to walk around with heaters all tucked (for real)
i ain’t f+ckin’ with these rappers ’round me, they all suck (they suck)
big body down the i’, my lil’ jitnem wanna slide (vroom)
burnin’ rubber off the tire, i’m beegee boy, i’ll stay alive (sheesh)
i been locked up in the ‘yo, i think i need to go outside (c’mon)
put a dookie in a draw, i get that paper, f+ck a towel
(b+tch)

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