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shitty boyz - jugg messiah 2 lyrics

[verse 1]
jackman i can’t wait till the 11’s drop
may 20 in new york feel like kevin knox
d-ck sucking but you broke, boy you better stop
and if the credit dc i bet the debit pop
b-tch i’m really in my bag, got the secret recipe i feel like mr.krabs
throw a bullet at yo -ss trying to throw a jab
b-tch i crack cards you won’t catch me in no lab
feeling like i was born to jugg
made 4 then i made 2 (?)
i’m the (?) now i used to look for the plug
b-tch talking us but i ain’t got no love
sleese ball i’m a cheater and a liar now
asking how to swipe you better go ask firefox (dummy)
only time i’m not out of town is if my tire pops
good 40 stick it’ll f-ck up the entire block
b-tch ballin she could of went to yukon
one of a kind b-tch it ain’t two trons (it ain’t)
paid full price for the cakes f-ck a coupon
choosing off the fit but this some lil sh-t i threw on
g-o-a-t yes b-tch that’s me that’s probably why they hate me
looking at the fit you can tell im ap
but we know yo sh-t declined so don’t try to play me
cold tron calling plays i’m not popping b-tch
the ciders ain’t up really i just got to give
jammed three times grabbed the bag then i got to dip
junkie with this 9 on some andre and the dollar sh-t
won’t catch me out i make money while i’m chilling
aiming for the stars b-tch i been past the ceiling
just made a play today you wouldn’t know the feeling
powered up like marvel but im juggin’ like a villain
you worried bout the strike you ain’t thinking bout the spirit
jumped in the deep end wasn’t thinking bout no (?)
pulled her tracks out i wasn’t thinking bout her hair
you would never get no money cause you thinking like you scared
ask (?) i used to bust -ss on the court
but now i don’t hoop i jugg dummies as a sport
know i’m blessed wake up and i thank the lord
if you ain’t getting money what you living for
in walmart doing my dance cause the chip pop
you gon slip trying to walk behind this drip drop
breathe taker by my side i refuse to get got
bro turn to a big bill he’ll get you with a big shot
road running ain’t no time for a pit stop
feel sandy cheeks how i’ll pull up with a big chop
n-ggas love me now i used to get it from the thrift shop
went from fila slides to double g’s on the flip flops
i got my balance right i was tripping over hoes
feeling like (?) how i’m different to the (?)
you see that little b-tton? if i cl!ck it then you gone
four hundred dollar shirt b-tch i’m dripping in vlone
thinking they be steve jobs off two jacksons (lame)
used to do burlington now i do saks
hoes used to hold me now they like who that?
glock kinda strong run up on me and get blew back
mma where his punches f-cking up the (?)
alaskcan crab i got b-tter hanging off the leg
she swallow d-ck now i used to get left on read
got workers working while i’m chilling in the bed
feeling like a wizard, i’m a 1 on 1 magician
poof, he out of there i left his -ss missing
i really am the goat boy you just got to listen
look up jugg messiah b-tch i’m the definition

- shitty boyz lyrics

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