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jim jones, hitmaka & stefflon don - i am lyrics

[intro]
hitmaka

[chorus: stefflon don & jim jones]
who gon’ hold you when you cryin’? (i am)
who gon’ f+ck you all the time? (i am)
all this p+ssy on your mind (yeah, yeah)
i am (yeah, yeah), baby, i am
who gon’ hold you when you cryin’? (i am)
who gon’ f+ck you all the time? (i am)
all this p+ssy on your mind (it’s a lot of p+ssy, girl, yeah, yeah, haha)
i am (yeah, yeah), baby, i am
[verse 1: jim jones]
it’s gettin’ closer
my player days are over
maybe not completely
all jokes aside, girl, you know that you complete me
you said you like convertible, i bought the new gt
and then i crashed and then we laughed and bought the newest gt
sh+t, that rich rosé got you movin’ freaky (ow)
you want a birkin, you got birkins and so much more
swear, it feel like we on perkys when we f+ckin’ raw
got the bag, f+ck a bag, get the f+ckin’ star (facts)
i’ma f+ck you in the sand when we touch the shore (chillin’)
all that p+ssy so wet, it’s like you got a n+gga splashin’ (drownin’)
i shoot this club up when a n+gga start blastin’ (sheesh)

[chorus: stefflon don & jim jones]
who gon’ hold you when you cryin’? (i am)
who gon’ f+ck you all the time? (i am)
all this p+ssy on your mind (all this p+ssy on your mind, yeah, yeah)
i am (yeah, yeah), baby, i am (ooh+ooh+ooh)
who gon’ hold you when you cryin’? (i am, ooh+ooh)
who gon’ f+ck you all the time? (i am, ooh+ooh+ooh)
all this p+ssy on your mind (it’s a lot of p+ssy, yeah, yeah, haha)
i am (yeah, yeah, what’s up, baby?), baby, i am

[verse 2: jim jones]
met you in miami, you was lookin’ kind of spicy (facts)
i’m a cold n+gga (uh+huh), i was lookin’ kind of icy (chilly)
fast forward, i put more water on your neck than a pisces (drown)
that ass so fat in them thongs, i know you wear that to entice me (sheesh)
but the question is, who gon’ be there when the chips is down? (capo)
pick you up in that fly whip, just to d+ck you down (you dig?)
if i call you my queen then who else gon’ fit the crown? (sup, queen?)
she’s a rude gyal, you violate, she’ll look around (rude gyal)
and she down for whatever, hold a pound of whatever (facts)
double g’s, double c’s, i drip her down in whatever (she illin’)
she just bust three times and every round it gets better (nasty)
and i ain’t gotta worry about her f+ckin’ with you clown n+ggas ever, n+gga (ever)
[chorus: stefflon don]
who gon’ hold you when you cryin’? (i will)
who gon’ f+ck you all the time? (who gon’ f+ck you all the time? i am)
all this p+ssy on your mind (yeah, yeah)
i am (yeah, yeah), baby, i am (ooh+ooh+ooh)
who gon’ hold you when you cryin’? (i am)
who gon’ f+ck you all the time? (i am)
all this p+ssy on your mind (yeah, yeah)
i am (yeah, yeah), baby, i am

[bridge: stefflon don]
gwaan a gwaan, me a gwaan (me a gwaan)
traffic blocked, p+ssy print in the shorts
batty big, just as sit up on a tonic
tropy wife dem know seh me a don
baby, you so sweet (you so sweet)
baby, when you kiss me, you done sweep me off my feet (sweep me off my feet)
baby, you my down ass, you were made for me (you were made)
ain’t no need to argue ’cause you understand me (ain’t no need to argue, baby)

[chorus: stefflon don]
who gon’ hold you when you cryin’? (i will)
who gon’ f+ck you all the time? (i am)
all this p+ssy on your mind (yeah, yeah)
i am (yeah, yeah), baby, i am (ooh+ooh+ooh)
who gon’ hold you when you cryin’? (when you cryin’? i am)
who gon’ f+ck you all the time? (i am)
all this p+ssy on your mind (yeah, yeah)
i am (yeah, yeah), baby, i am

- jim jones hitmaka stefflon don lyrics

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