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jiggy - you know lyrics

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you know what it is
you know what it ain’t
i’m like waka flocka, i go hard in da paint
i be duckin i be swerving i’m just tryna get away
outside on the block, yeah thats where i like to stay

diamonds on the wrist and a blunt in my hand
ah sh-t, god d-mn
b-tches sayin i’m the man
hit the ball out the park cuz i’m major league
we got b-tches kissin b-tches and we smokin broccoli

everything i do, bet i do it with st–z
d-mn i’m fresher than febreeze
when i walk on by your girl drops to her knees
i won’t tell a b-tch please
no snakes in my yard so i’m cuttin down the trees

jiggy be finessin no question
look at what i’m dressed in and i ain’t even flexin
got two phones so you bet i’m always textin
just saw your b-tch and she started undressin

i see red and blue lights every night
i creep while you sleep just lookin for a fight
little codeine, yeah i’ll put it in the sprite
couple hits on the bong got me feelin alright

nice guy but my flow so mean
pull up in a sp-ceship, no i’m not a human being
put that lead to your head please dont make a scene
skinny white teen and i’m stacking up my green

i’m coming back
just bought a sac
rolling up a blunt and i’m counting all my stacks
facts b
everything i speak
if i dont f-ck with you then please dont f-ck with me

get a coffin cuz im k!llin this beat
all the b-tches wanna f-ck and they got me on repeat
got her panties h-lla wet because she feeling on a g
its a bird its a plane, nah b-tch its just me

smoking weed by the o z
and you can ask my homies
or anybody that know me
if you opened up your eyes you could tell that i’m not a phony
got your girl on top and shes riding me like a pony

ouu jiggy you nasty
room for three more, they can kick it in the backseat
i’m in the purple whip and i’m cruisin goin top speed
i’m headed for the top and theres no way you can stop me, yee

and i’m still laughin
hit the blunt two times but i didn’t p-ss it
livin life lavish
i’m a f-ckin savage
got a crib with a moat cus its f-cking m-ssive

catch me in san jo
can’t tell i’m high, you can smell the dro tho
see the feds they be lurkin and they takin photos
they be feelin on the boy yeah i think they h-m-s

if it ain’t about the money imma hang up
sh-t changed up since a young boy came up
better think twice fore you bring my f-ckin name up
like my girls the opposite of -ss down face up
b-tch

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