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picaso jetson - sweet lady lyrics

just say you’ll give it to me
this sh-t hard… as h-ll

produced by, (deshun jetson) jetson, jetson
40one4….
picaso…
the huncho, look

if i told you i was on an all night flight would you stay up late nights with me
like motel 6 baby keep on the lights for me
i’ll bring it all back stacked on point as an isosceles…
look
i don’t really know how long imma be…
but imma make sure i’m doing 80 in a 60 f-ck a ticket
probably doing the dash
skrt,skrt, water whippin
2 zips in my lipton
i’m sipping prescriptions
i hate being sober, sometimes i be trippin
i got the sauce
i got the vision
i traveled the distance, beat fears of commitment
i hear em talking, just i never listen
they might say i did but i promise i didn’t
lets turn the impossible into a possible
overcome obstacles
hit the gallapagos
turn an illogical into a logical
defy the odds, let em know they ain’t stoppin no one
in an s63, got you riding shot gun
do the fu like kung
if you kick it just once
taking off with jetson
baby, flexing!
let me know just what you want!

i got quite a lot on my mind, but just a little in my cups
so i roll it up & take a puff then i throw on a pair of buffs
then back to bucks
been paper chasing, surprised that my shoes ain’t scuffed

i call it god, you call it luck, b-tch i am sick & you just suck
(achooo)
stop f-cking with them local jokers baby
join the team
it’s jetson, flyer than you’ve ever dreamed, i
need an astronaut chick… (why.??)
so she can get this astronaut d-ck
toe-ticket the wickedest of beats, next time you can pickett..

21 years old and ain’t n0body gave me sh-t
except the og’s taught me wisdom is the key it always fits
and if a n-gga talking crazy hit that n-gga in his sh-t..
so if a n-gga tryna play me
up for grabs his b-tch getting hit
i’m not the one
do this for fun.. give me a reason not to quit
i’m getting lit, don’t drink no liq-promethazine mixed with my sh-t
yeah, this the street life anthem, make you move a couple bricks
i told the coach to put me in cuz this ain’t something i should miss
i kiss two cups, look at my wrist and they told me my time is now
like andrew wiggins with this sh-t
i’m a wolf with the pack and it’s gone..
views at the ritz at st.thomas, chewing on rits
counting cheese while gracing a scene that’s so obscene you love the glitz
real sh-t…
2,2,2 deep in my 2 door sp-ce ship
fuel to the fire, they ignited the flame. the match is lit
got the world screaming my name cuz i came from wisconsin..
wins, cons and sins
that’s what you get when you in there

mackin, attacking, we stackin
you know we been player
tryna run it up..
like gale sayers
i need help here. i be out of my mind on every beat stare
& stop
counting guap
i’m getting top
with the top dropped…
hit the coast… on the highwayyyyy
it’s 5 to 8!

- picaso jetson lyrics

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