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jwill - lavish lyrics

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yeah
yeah+yeah
jwill

aye, unc you park that whip over there
i’m ’bout to get behind you
let’s turn this b+tch up, yeah

these boys be hatin’ on the kid, ’cause i’m the man now (you know they hatin’ now)
i had to get my money right, i got them bands now (we got them bands)
old hoes ain’t let me f+ck but they a fan now (fan, fan)
i know that you don’t want this smoke, you better stand down (you better stand down, woop)
yeah+yeah
yeah all of this gold is on me (on me)
all of this swag sh+t unique (swag)
i want a patek philippe (patek philippe)
i got a b+tch from the beach (beach)
she all on my d+ck, ’cause i’m me (‘will)
we blow through a bag every week (racks)
she really lovin’ this lavish sh+t (yeah, yeah, yeah)

i+i just wan’ f+ck an then dip (skrtt)
but i’ma throw ones, if you strip (ones)
all of these racks in my jeans when i walk
i swear a n+gga walk with a limp (hunnids & fifties)
we really be lit like a lamp (lamp)
yeah me an all of my camp (squad)
all of my fam locked down, i pray all my n+ggas get freed (free my n+ggas)
f+ck puttin’ a price on his head
my n+ggas gon’ do it for free (bang)
every since i signed my deal (pedigree)
these n+ggas be lookin’ at me (look)
they want me to lookout for them (f+ck y’all)
but they ain’t lookout for me (word)
i make moves on my own
y’all boys play follow the leader
i+i got a b+tch so bad
i heard “she was bi (bye) like felisha”
yeah i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
i hold my own, i never ran, yeah (never ran)
she wanna pop her a xan (pop)
i’ma spend this sh+t like a fan
i got this sh+t wrapped like saran
i took a trip to j+pan (j+pan)
i want the head like karrine (super head)
all of these racks in my hand
unc got that big body ‘benz (‘benz)
an it’s all white like the klan
neck flooded, never dry like gin yeah, yeah, yeah
i+i+if he said that “he rich”, then i’m richest (i’m the richest)
if say “he do numbers” i do digits (i do digits)

these boys be hatin’ on the kid, ’cause i’m the man now (you know they hatin’ now)
i had to get my money right, i got them bands now (we got them bands)
old hoes ain’t let me f+ck but they a fan now (fan, fan)
i know that you don’t want this smoke, you better stand down (you better stand down, woop)
yeah+yeah
yeah all of this gold is on me (on me)
all of this swag sh+t unique (swag)
i want a patek philippe (patek philippe)
i got a b+tch from the beach (beach)
she all on my d+ck, ’cause i’m me (‘will)
we blow through a bag every week (racks)
she really lovin’ this lavish sh+t (yeah, yeah, yeah)

w+we ain’t with that sh+t now (that sh+t)
they know how we get now (we get)
she was acting shy then
she can get that d+ck now (yeah)
i got somethin’ for yo ass
like your grandma switch now (switch now)
she gon’ move her body, i’ma pay her rent now (her rent now)
a+all that ass, man it’s hard not to notice (yeah)
f+ck a ford i’m just tryna’ stay focus (focus)
a lot rocks, call me “rocky balboa”
double cup the henny, now i’m movin’ slower
they behind ‘will (wheel) like a rotor
p+pop that ass like a soda (soda)
balenciagas now it’s over
designer sh+t on my shoulders, yeah (swag, swag)
t+these girls ain’t got no class, they in detention (detention)
they said “it look like fish scales” but we ain’t fishin’
these n+ggas got they hands out, these n+ggas trippin’ (they trippin’)
i always been that same dude, i’m never switchin’ (naw, naw)
you gotta cut these n+ggas off, when they act different (f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em)
yeah, yeah, yeah
all of my n+ggas be lit for the week
we don’t know how to turn down (nah, nah)
i’on even drive no more
i get chauffeured around (skrtt)

these boys be hatin’ on the kid, ’cause i’m the man now (you know they hatin’ now)
i had to get my money right, i got them bands now (we got them bands)
old hoes ain’t let me f+ck but they a fan now (fan, fan)
i know that you don’t want this smoke, you better stand down (you better stand down, woop)
yeah+yeah
yeah all of this gold is on me (on me)
all of this swag sh+t unique (swag)
i want a patek philippe (patek philippe)
i got a b+tch from the beach (beach)
she all on my d+ck, ’cause i’m me (‘will)
we blow through a bag every week (racks)
she really lovin’ this lavish sh+t
(yeah, yeah, yeah)



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