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jxd! - 45 lyrics

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[intro]
(m21erci, kaiso)
they like “yeah, oh my god”, uh, oh my god, yeah
she like “yeah, oh my god+“, god+

[chorus]
walk in the spot, they like “yeah, oh my god”
yeah, it’s cartier on my eyes, i put balenci’ all on her thigh
everybody leave me i’m wondering why, give her linguini, i give her that fire
your bank account teeny, you can’t afford fries, we up in the dmv, b+tch, it’s 45, +5

[verse 1]
and i keep+, and i keep that 45, yes you know+, yes you know i tote fire
that sh+t so stupid, why you gotta lie? jump off the porch like, “ falalalala”
we let them shots off like 4th of july, no, no, no, no, baby girl don’t you cry
jump off the bridge like, “look mom, i can fly+“, i can fly+, fly+, no (no)

[chorus]
walk in the spot, they like “yeah, oh my god”
yeah, it’s cartier on my eyes, i put balenci’ all on her thigh
everybody leave me i’m wondering why, give her linguini, i give her that fire
your bank account teeny, you can’t afford fries, we up in the dmv, b+tch, it’s 45 (who)

[bridge]
we up in the dmv, b+tch, it’s 45, +5
we up in the dmv, b+tch, it’s 45, +5
she like “yeah, oh my god+“, god+
[chorus]
(walk in the spot, they like “yeah, oh my god”)
(yeah, it’s cartier on my eyes, i put balenci’ all on her thigh)
everybody leave me i’m wondering why, give her linguini, i give her that fire
your bank account teeny, you can’t afford fries, we up in the dmv, b+tch, it’s 45, yeah

[verse 2]
i’m in the lowrider smoking on doja, got black in my body like venom, i told you
she know i come with some motion, pull up to the venue like, “xx soulja”, ugh
i can’t get these lil’ hoes off of me, think that i must have a mr. b+tch potion
she wanna come through and chill for the night cause i know she just want a lil’ love and devotion

[chorus]
(walk in the spot, they like “yeah, oh my god”)
(yeah, it’s cartier on my eyes, i put balenci’ all on her thigh)
everybody leave me i’m wondering why, give her linguini, i give her that fire
your bank account teeny, you can’t afford fries, we up in the dmv, b+tch, it’s 45, yeah

[outro]
we up in the dmv, b+tch, it’s 45



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