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jolly - mumble lyrics

mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble
move your -ss like we having s-x in the jungle
rub those t-tties on my chest, while i stumble
let the sweat flow, you slip and take a tumble
wave your gun at the roof and pull the trigger
bang my d-ck on her -ss, i’ll dry hump her
throw my cash at the bar buying drinks for the brothers
taking shots all night like a drive by on a n-gga

all the b-tches called the critics say i’m mumbling
i was hungry and my stomach was all rumbling
been homeless on the streets, all i heard was mumbling
no helping hands on the streets, i was trembling
guns and batons were the only laws functioning
made some money got these neck chains dangling
now i buy what i want, not the sh-t that i need, and i hear those people, still mumbling

mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble
move your -ss like we having s-x in the jungle
rub those t-tties on my chest, while i stumble
let the sweat flow, you slip and take a tumble
wave your guns at the roof and pull the trigger
bang my d-ck on her -ss, i’ll dry hump her
throw my cash at the bar buying drinks for the brothers
taking shots all night like a drive by on a n-gga

ey! i’m so messed up, my words just keep jumbling
all this powder up my nose gets my conscience all troubling
i can’t hear the radio in my cadillac with the engine rumbling
ooo my head is all scrambled, we gonna get into trouble
driving through the streets pummeled, drinking champagne from a bottle
i will take more cash and more hoes than i can handle
i don’t want my -ss fake being humble
credit cards burnt out it’s a dead end, cashed it outside like the b-tch said
buy my homies new guns for protection
i make money with music on vacation
get my d-ck sucked by your daughter, mating season
drive off the cliff, get to my destination
j. olly, octilary and bnb production

mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble
move your -ss like we having s-x in the jungle
rub those t-tties on my chest, while i stumble
let the sweat flow, you slip and take a tumble
wave your guns at the roof and pull the trigger
bang my d-ck on her -ss, i’ll dry hump her
throw my cash at the bar buying drinks for the brothers
taking shots all night like a drive by on a n-gga

- jolly lyrics

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