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jungle girl ykayyy - attitude adjustment lyrics

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dont forget about the jungle girl
ooouuuu weeeeeee (daaaamn cav) , ho…yeeaahhh

he like my walk, now watch how he stalk
he like my drip aye, go get a mop
no beef, i’m bout my chicken stock
ass backwards, call em kriss kross

i’m in my bag
i got the gear
he drive a shift
sharp as a pierce
protecting my kids
from who don’t respect me
and they all mines
so who tf gone check me

moved outta the hood
can’t lie it feel good
can’t trust my main n+gga
i’m misunderstood (i am)

locked in with myself
never asked you for help
cards in your hand
but you playing yaself

he wanted a daughter
so nah i ain’t stop
i’ma young mama who refuse to flop (nope nеva)
guiding my kids
so they’ll never bе lost

everyday i’m hustling like i’m rick ross (uughnn)
i got 6 jobs, (d+mn) d+mn yk a boss

i got 6 jits , so why would i not?
if family ain’t family, then i chuck the deuces up
no hard feelings, drinkin pain from my cup
get drunk, start dancing like tpain in the club
mad n+ggas showing love
ion f+ck with scrubs, the only ring hating hoes have is that ring around they tub

he like my walk, now watch how he stalk
he like my drip aye, go get a mop
no beef, i’m bout my chicken stock
ass backwards, call em kriss kross

i’m in my bag (cha ching)
i got the gear
he drive a shift
sharp as a pierce

protecting my kids
from who don’t respect me
and they all mines
so who tf gone check me

n+ggas be junkies, partial flunkies (dumbass)
i got the juice , minus the gumbi
balling hard like i’m gin0bli (swish), don’t get too close
if don’t f+ckin know me

all my jits saucy like ravioli
pockets stuffed up like some strumboli
and f+ck some words you gone have show me
none of you labels will ever own me
if you f+cked ya baby fatha patna
h+ll nah i can’t rock with ya
nah i don’t wanna shop with ya
b+tch you should’ve just robbed the n+gga

he like my walk, now watch how he stalk
he like my drip aye, go get a mop (go get it)
no beef, i’m bout my chicken stock
ass backwards, call em kriss kross

i’m in my bag (cha ching)
i got the gear
he drive a shift
sharp as a pierce

protecting my kids
from who don’t respect me
and they all mines
so who tf gone check me

ooouuuu weeeeeee ho, yeah
uhhnn , say he like my walk

- jungle girl ykayyy lyrics

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