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mel v - jiggy sizzurp lyrics

[intro]
i’m off of the side, b+tch, i’m ’bout to loof off
i roll up, plunk in them chicken and smoke
i’m proud to tell this b+tch how i’m load
i got a deuce in my cup, sippin’ dope
brr, chappo, chappo
yeah, yeah (yeah)

[verse]
big dog made, i dug of the name
i’m finna pop my sh+t like a gang
i’m finna pop my sh+t like balloons
i’m in the hood, posted with the grooves
i’m in the hood, posted at the spot
you don’t get a picture, you gon’ get cropped
you don’t get a picture, you gotta move
call me bob the builder i keep a tool
call me bob the builder i keep a steel
don’t got a heart, i don’t know how to feel
don’t got a heart, i do all my hoes wrong
i crack the hoe whilе he’s singing my song
i crack the hoe whilе he’s singing my music
i gotta chill on the weed, i abuse it
if i don’t got no time, i’ma lose it
when i be dreaming, that sh+t be so lucid (yeah)
i be hitting that gas, i be off of that dozer
i let it drip, need an ark like noah
i pop this sh+t on these hoes like a soda
rockin’ the beat like this sh+t was a rover
i’m sick of hoes ’cause i’m mo’f+ckin’ colder
run a lil’ hoe, you get swung like a boulder
i’m with the gang and we still like some soldiers

smokin’ backwoods to the face
no, i can’t let you eat off my plate
feel like i’m biggie, all i had was faith
get on my nerves, i’ma leave like a wraith
aimin’ for they sub at the end of the day
and i ain’t duckin’ n0body but tape
like it’s goya, i make some shake
broke n+gga syndrome, i see you got traits

i’m off the side, b+tch, i’m ’bout to lose focus
i roll up blunt, get the jiggin’ and smoke it
i’m proud as h+ll in this b+tch, yeah, i’m loaded
i got a deuce in my cup, sippin’ doses
tell me, b+tch, you gon’ get posse coldin’
trippin’ on who? b+tch, i don’t got emotions
say you don’t f+ck with me? b+tch, i ain’t noticed
say you don’t f+ck with me? b+tch, i ain’t noticed
pull up to a f+ck n+gga block, let it blow
you can get hit just for being a troll
you think you crazy? b+tch, i’m really throwed
you think you crazy? b+tch, i’m really wild
i got some n+ggas, they’ll spin like a fidget
countin’ up guap, b+tch, i’m countin’ up digits

[outro]
brr, chappo
brr, brr, brr
yeah, yeah, yeah

- mel v lyrics

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