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jr specs – no pictures lyrics

[intro] producer tag
how do you do it j.r.?

[chorus]
looking like a ceo
now they want to meet me, woah
i ain’t taking no pictures
i ain’t taking no pictures
i’m on my toes
looking like a ceo
now they want to meet me, woah
i ain’t taking no pictures
i ain’t taking no pictures
i’m on my toes, yeah

[verse 1]
yeah
i just ate my god-d-mn wheaties, see me
put a blindfold on me, sh-t is easy, read me
now they want to watch me f-ck up 3d, grease me
i just want to make another cd, three-peat
whoo! huskey on the hat
quiet ig, they like me
drawing on me, jesus, i got mikey, so bite me
local b-ms are still about to fight me, that’s likely
only inspiration ever strikes me, so nice
yeah, i got my head screwed on straight
hold up though, i got appointments, i’m late
i’m not your comp-ss just know your own taste
they pick what’s dope by the look on my face, nah!
sweats not quite pretty but later that’s grace
bean boots the one thing from round me that’s laced
clearly, it does not take fakes to know fakes
i see all them, how many does hating me take?

[verse 2]
how’d i make a ten speed look like a wraith
t-shirt shoulda had a cape
your big sister wants a date?
i just told her february 8th
yeah, f-ck an umpire, been safe
couldn’t lay a finger on me
hit ’em with the shake
god d-mn, feeling like the king of the state
i’m not even in my own state
d-mn, that’s great
ooh, either me or boring motherf-ckers you can choose
if you never play games, never gotta lose
handing out curves and your girl said i’m rude
f-ck it, i apologize, i was in a mood
we can be friends
your squad looking dense
i got twenty grand yen
you trapping out a tent
i’m feeling like a ten
parmesan coming down, you can tell me when

[bridge]
if you’re the wave, let’s surf then
if you don’t like me, why you pretty much just f-cking flirting?
you call my phone, i pick up then say my sh-t’s out of service
then tell verizon i can’t hear him, either he’s not talking money or my cell ain’t working
from here on out my pockets eating till it’s bellies bursting
j.r. rapping all around them like i’m selling turbans
and your squad and you are really just a selfie circus
you got moves to make but stop to get the photo perfect

[chorus]
looking like a ceo
now they want to meet me, woah
i ain’t taking no pictures
i ain’t taking no pictures
i’m on my toes
yeah

- jr specs lyrics

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