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jersey gore - john dough lyrics

[verse 1: trilly trills]
eat a d+ck up until you hiccup
watch the kick up ride by pick the l!ck up
off the liquor extra clothes for the switch up
ready for the game of the pick up
i’m going off, switch gears like a ten speed
foot is on they neck got ’em under the timb tree
hopped on the d+ck just a bunch of lewinsky’s
we don’t want the clout bruh we came for the big cheese cha ching

[verse 2: tru trilla]
they out of place, stinking out of state
hating on your hometown f+cking clown, but you live out of state
catch a bunch of bruises, broken bones, a lot of scr+pes
find you in your home fake clones, wherе you hibernate
put that work in, they can’t stitch it got to opеrate
induced coma all types of plugs coming out ya face
yeah it’s too late to contemplate the fifth blast
ya man hopped the gate, fell on his ass, eyes popped out his face
[chorus: trilly trills]
volk gts’ with the five spokes
stuffing the gelato in the fronto
opportunity knocking we get it pr+nto
anonymous paper n+gga i’m john dough
all white parties at the condo
dipping in the lincoln tunnel like sopranos
i ain’t got it on me homie i’m broke
anonymous paper n+gga i’m john doe

[verse 3: prince ak]
i be sliding in my lincoln
hit the g+dub f+ck the lincoln
my connect got me linking gelato sherbet be stinking
n+ggas flossing pockets shrinking i readjusted my thinking
no casamigo i’m drinking ain’t got it now let it sink in
i write when i want to
cut rug do the one two
on the low do my one too anonymous they’ll expose you
c.i.s, some dude haters be owing the feds favors
jon doe, couldn’t save ya now you praying to your savior

[verse 4: trilly trills]
now tell me who more jiggy than i is
i’ll show you lame n+ggas what style is
you could ever can you see trills staring at the back of ya eyelids
crazy with the hooks got ’em hanging you pirates
guess who’s the captain now
shut the chatter down
all of the capping is what we can’t allow
if i had a billi y’all would never see it
on a twenty+seven inch zenith, believe it
[chorus: trilly trills]
volk gts’ with the five spokes
stuffing the gelato in the fronto
opportunity knocking we get it pr+nto
anonymous paper n+gga i’m john dough
all white parties at the condo
dipping in the lincoln tunnel like sopranos
i ain’t got it on me homie i’m broke
anonymous paper n+gga i’m john doe

- jersey gore lyrics

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