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jpegmafia - you think you know lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
i’m the-
(coughing)
yeah, we all
can rob ’em, ohh
get that motherf-cker..
(knocking) yo
yeah, uh
it’s all good though, a n-gg- f-cking every day
you know?
you motherf-ckers [?]
uh, yeah

[verse 1]
oh sh-t, ride the cot
godd-mn, i’m the sh-t and i’m piping hot
godd-mn, i’m the man and you know the style
these p-ssy -ss n-gg-s, be actin’ while
jpeg is the name and i came for the game, b-tch
no shame b-tch, whole lotta name-flips
black man selling out, selling out souls to the mason
patience, we ain’t the same, b-tch

[hook 1]
cause you county n-gg-s don’t know me
you fredrick n-gg-s don’t know me
these hamden n-gg-s don’t know me
you p-ssy n-gg-s don’t know me
you don’t know me better than i do
but i know that you, think you do
boy sit down, you don’t have a clue
’bout what can get done to you
cause you towson n-gg-s don’t know me
you artsy n-gg-s don’t know me
these mica students don’t know me
you trust fund kids don’t know me
you don’t know me better than i do
but i know that you, think you do
boy sit down, you don’t have a clue
about what i can do to you, p-ssy

[instrumental break]
(woo)
(c’mon)
(nngh, yeah)
(yes, yes, yes, yes)
(yeah)
(coughing)
i’m in-
i’m in this thing, f-ck yeah..
messes..
yeah, uh
hmph

[verse 2]
oh f-ck
god d-mn
i’m the sh-t in the man
i’m the sh-ttin’ on trans
gotta catch that train going downtown
and f-ck honeys
i burn that sh-t to the ground, uh
young peggy, b-tch
hand on the semi b-tch
automatic raise my f-cking rifle like my children b-tch
heavy, heavy
i don’t know why you came with
that bullsh-t, nah trick

[hook 2]
cause these ‘burban n-gg-s don’t know me
you p-ssy n-gg-s don’t know me
you lightskin n-gg-s don’t know me
you half-breeds don’t know me
you don’t know me better than i do
but i know that you, think you do
boy sit down, you don’t have a clue
about what can get done to you
cause you white boys don’t know me
you fake thugs don’t know me
you scared of gun? b-tch, blow me
got a gat that i call my homie
and you don’t know him better than i do
but i know that you, think you do
boy sit down, you don’t have a clue
cause you can get shot too, motherf-cker

- jpegmafia lyrics

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