joey nunz - round 3 lyrics
hook (joey nunz):
i get down like jersey sh-r-
tell her beg ya more
woke up on the floor
time to drink some more
she gon’ want a thing a thing a thing thing(x2)
but we cannot have that
even though that -ss is fat
imma take ya to the back
throw my money in her lap
she gon’ want a thing a thing a thing thing(x2)
verse 1 (joey nunz):
take a pic in the booth
sparkle from the tooth
sip up on the juice
gotcha feelin loose
steady whippin when we cruise
lane swithin in the news
f-ck hard leave a bruise
love soft don’t abuse
got a brand new chain
while i’m stayin’ in my lane
while i’m trynna make it rain
on my wifey we the same
got a brand new wallet
cause the last one was too full
and when i put it in my pocket
it would make this big -ss buldge
(hook 2 joey nunz:)
verse 2 (yung $wish):
okay i pulled up on your b-tch
she gave me top and then i split
everybody look my way
cause of my icy -ss fit
got three grams up in a wood
i roll it up and take a hit
she want me to kick the drugs
i told her i could never quit
i get down like jersey sh-r-
fiending for some more
codeine in my cup
nothing less than a four
money on the floor
f-ck her til she sore
lil mamma threw it back
and told me ‘i’m forever yours’
when i jump in the club
all them strippers show me love
music banging out the back
when i roll up on them dubs
always act a f-cking fool
and all yall hate me cause i’m up
had to get it how i live it
stack them bands and double up
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