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lil jajo - totem lyrics

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ayy, like i ain’t wanna be on the totem pole, like i wanna be on the totem pole
instagram double tap that hoe, if i had my iphone, i’d snap that hoe
step on y’all like a raptor hoe, and i’m sick and tired of the rappers hoe

josey gon’ serve that dank, ayy, grandma gave me that chain
ayy, black people made your slang, ayy, i’m just say real things
ayy, y’all n+ggas diddy, y’all sellin’ your booty for money and fame
ayy, ayy, i’ma just talk my sh+t, n+ggas hate that sh+t, now, i think y’all lame
ayy, josey gon’ hop on the mic, nah, it’s game over, b+tch, that was part of the game

ayy, take off the city, girl, take off the young thug, take off the birkin bag
take off the seafood, take off the foo foo, take off the sh+t you had
real n+gga 101, y’all late for class, now i’m on y’all ass (no diddy)
ayy, i’ma just smack y’all n+ggas that sit right here, some feds come get me

i got that power, no 50, y’all cannot f+ck with me
i making magic no mickey, i get like three or four hickeys
i make a baddie get with me, i make a baddie get tipsy
chill out, i ain’t wanna be on the totem pole, like, i ain’t wanna be on the totem pole

b+tch, who the f+ck think they is? b+tch, feelin’ like motherf+ckin’ miz
b+tch, feelin’ like motherf+ckin’ wiz
b+tch, man, it get high in the b+tch
b+tch, i think y’all songs is sh+t
b+tch, i think it is what it is
b+tch, y’all n+ggas worried about combs, but the kids be gone, what the f+ck is this
y’all n+ggas play y’all music, i turn that off, this sh+t dismissed
i just hit this wood, josey, i thought this sh+t was good, josey

i’m tryna get out the hood, josey, shut the f+ck up, yo sh+t was sh+t
y’all n+ggas talk about a tired+ass bl!ck, talk about nothing, i ain’t talk about sh+t
boys in the hood, y’all n+ggas start rick and, i don’t wanna really wanna hear that sh+t
it’s up
it’s josey
it’s up
nlyb
look at me, flex my wrist

look at me, this my b+tch
gun go, boom, i got this
how many times you heard this sh+t
y’all n+ggas spittin’ some nursery rhymes

tupac might just come out the grave
y’all motherf+ckers might cut up the swine
y’all n+ggas really be motherf+ckin’ slave
i hope your motherf+cker go to jail and get out your mind and get tased

uh+uh, i don’t think they heard you
uh+uh, i don’t think they heard you
uh+uh, i don’t think they heard you
uh+uh, i don’t think they heard you
time for the purge, under they skin like a motherf+ckin’ surgery
they need a hearing aid, i don’t even think they heard me
you better get your b+tch, she was over here motherf+ckin’ flirtin
she gon’ beg for the d+ck and i told her ass i was servin

i’m on my charlie sheen might do my thing, might do my dance
she gonna grab on the d+ck, told her ass don’t use no hands
i got a fine white chick, she said she my number one fan
i said get your papa, b+tch, tell him to give me my land

i do not play when i give her the d+ck, laughin’ at when she ran
out in bahamas, we out in the sand, she said she gettin’ a tan



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