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margiela mase - reckless lyrics

i love margiela mase

we love you jaydre

{2dirtyy}
2dirtyy

{margiela mase verse 1}
i’m servin fiends and finessin the paper
my wrist its wet just like zo on the lakers
big body link so john cena can’t see us
catch me next year in a sold out arena

{jaydre verse 2}
f-ckin yo b-tch know i won’t see you later
choppa gon hit you its like alligator
i been on my grind but i am not a skater
countin my digits in my calculator

{margiela mase verse 3}
800 beans on some margiela sneakers
told these f-ck n-gg-s i ball from the bleachers
they doin bad and they b-tches is treeshes
racks on racks like we at the cleaners

{jaydre verse 4}
stealin the ball like i play for the steelers
smokin on dopey it help me we healers
p-ss be the bag you know im go steal it
catch me in the jag you know im go wheel it

{margiela mase verse 5}
designer fashion just look at the pieces
numbers ran laps now they all want the features
i’m catchin bodies, like a reciever
margiela bob marley rollin wit 3 birds

{jaydre verse 6}
up in the booth and i stay wit the heater
rappin so fast its just like a cheetah
i seen you in last no you will not beatem

{max drizzy verse 7}
nah nah
everyone know who i am
all of you stunt on the gram
seen you in person oh boy you a fan
smokin them cookies that straight out the can (yeah what)
i needa tell you the facts
set up a time and place don’t cap
pullin up shawty she sit on my lap
needin some sp-ce so im sendin the gap (what)
please do not smile on camera
tell me the problem tell me the dilemna
treatin my girl like she cinderella
i know the truth but i won’t never tell her
all of the water its frozen its icy
peguets on me and its static like lightning(lighnting)
(?)

{margiela mase and jaydre outro}
said i ain’t sh-t, why yo b-tch hummin my songs
geeked off the boofy i’m smokin on strong

stackin this money its gettin real long
i’m too high man i’m off the bong

stackin the chicken no thats on the daily
rocks on my fist no i don’t need the ac

soon my wrist gon be ap
f-ck on that b-tch her name stacy
it get to hot needa ac
f-ck on yo thot thats yo baby
she driving me crazy
like that new mercedes
(ahaha

- margiela mase lyrics

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