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talinwya - jump street lyrics

[chrous: talinwya]
i was 22 in lamb chops
jump the street, they call me channing tatum
now these b+tches want a hands off
diamonds rich they water call them bagel
hoes is on me get your hands off
b+tches acting like i’m bout to save em
hoes prolly come around i try to bag em
money in wraps for me just like the label
i go by bird these b+tches call me
dom sippin hunnid thou syrup, maple
i went a hunnid down cuz if it was able
diamonds is stacking blaow like a table (payback)

[verse 1: talinwya]
fifteen hundred for this sh+t on my back
i see flashing lights [?]
at the top i’m screaming ain’t n0body gon stop me
at the point where im putting drank inside my coffee
mayne, prolly should go and pop a thousand
mayne, molly that b+tch got coppers on
mayne, molly that b+tch ain’t stop my tone
i ain’t, signing they prolly [?]
f+ck like the lane quitter
pull up on him make him shiver shiver
i hit his b+tch don’t know where to send her
i put on flame like i’m [?]
prada, givenchy palms on my denim
i found out that b+tch wanna suck i’ll prolly let her
my b+tch she wanna go home yeah i’ll prolly let her
this some givenchy on, sh+t this some satin leather
i got some b+tches on just like my name is handler
rocking thousand chrome i prolly pull up in it
[chrous: talinwya]
i was 22 in lamb chops
jump the street they call me channing tatum
now these b+tches want a hands off
diamonds rich they water call them bagel
hoes is on me get your hands off
b+tches acting like i’m bout to save em
hoes prolly come around i try to bag em
money in wraps for me just like the label
i go by bird these b+tches call me
dom sippin hunnid thou syrup, maple
i went a hunnid down cuz i was able
diamonds is stacking blaow like a table (payback)

[verse 2: oodaredevil]
ohh (1500)
i make the hoe walk a mile she got some bunions
i’m smoking on sticky inside it smell like onions (mmm, ok)
i got a light+skinned b+tch same colous as funions
we can do shooting the 556’ll punch you
yeah i done f+cked the b+tch that me dungeon
i’m sipping syrup my stomach pumpkin
take the [?] served the brick in [?]
my new b+tch [?] she from london
i’m on the track but i ain’t london
these n+ggas sweet donuts, dunkin
we stacking chips not the [?]
it ain’t bout a check then i ain’t coming
f+cked the b+tch, come here, dont do no running
i’m the same n+gga selling hard
im the same n+gga pull up the boulevard
i’m the same n+gga posted on the block
i’m the same n+ggas posted up in backyard
i f+ck the b+tch that’s only when i’m able
i f+ck the b+tch on weekends i’m not abel
[?]
i’m serving chickens ion work for bojangles
these n+ggas be capping, fairytale, telling fables
hired a [?] mortal kombat, fatal

- talinwya lyrics

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