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margiela mase - reckless lyrics lyrics

i love margiela mase
we love you jaydre
2dirtyy

[verse 1: margiela mase]:
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

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

[verse 3: margiela mase]:
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

[verse 4: jaydre]:
stealin’ the ball like i play for the steelers
smokin’ on dopey it help when we heal us
p-ss be the bag you know i’m gon’ steal it
catch me in the jag you know im go wheel it

[verse 5: margiela mase]:
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

[verse 6: jaydre]:
up in the booth and i stay with the heater
runnin’ so fast its just like a cheetah
i’m doin’ them laps, know you gotta cheat ’em
i seen you in last no you will not beat em’

[verse 7: max drizzy]:
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)
(?)

[verse 8: margiela mase & jaydre]:
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, it gettin’ real long
i’m too high man i’m off the bong

count up the chicken know thats on the daily
rocks on my fist no i don’t need the ac

soon my wrist gon’ be ap
f-ckin’ that b-tch her name stacy
she f-ckin’ with me on the daily
up in the cut, i’ma spread like it’s rabies
it get to hot need a ac
f-ck on yo thot that’s yo baby
she driving me crazy
like a new mercedes
(ahaha

- margiela mase lyrics

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