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v i c - jaw jackin lyrics

[chorus]: [x2]
you and ya boy jaw jackin actin’ like you wanna buck
yo mug all mean like i really give a f-ck
been talkin’ like you want it but i got ya
if it’s in ya i’mma get it out ya
right after i done shot ya

[v.i.c.]
i know you heard about me (bout me)
and even if ya ain’t, ya heard about bun b (bop bop)
new to the game, now i’m in the big leagues
i lift weights but my money all? (swole)
price tag on your head cause i’m filthy
so watch what you say, you don’t want to get 50 (bop, bop)
cause i might be a little bit tiny
but you don’t see the counters?
grind me, angry, get real
put a bullet in your head, call it holyfield
no hands, no feet they kill
pimp jack you off (ah) and they take chill
only guns pop here, but they don’t kill
i know who did it, but i’ll never tell
will a man rob me you better ask god
and pray you got him in your heart (bop)

[chorus]:
[x3]

[bun b]:
big bun b to have heater when travel,
put it on your mind watch your brains unravel
put one in your neighbor watch it leaking out in slow-mo
if until it’s no mo, texas, no h-m-
nothin’ but them g’s playa nothin but them thugs
nothin but them trill–ss n-gg-s with them drugs
and on top of the game, ain’t nothin’ above
but some semi-automatics (what?)? and slugs
you can try it if you feel it but i wouldn’t recommend it
i don’t miss what i ain’t, you get it if i send it
just as i intend it
so if you feel the cap, you made outta tephlon n-gg- it’s a rap (rap)

[chorus]:
[x2]

like daffodils and rose petals, i’m fragrant
don’t eat me but it smell like bacon
money in the bank, home, money for the takin’
ask? then i carry it in the bas-m-nt
ask about the shovel signing girls go crazy
i see a lot of swag but there ain’t none like me
i own the new age ll rock bells
and i’m hard as h-ll
well
don’t try me
when you see the choppa?
haters wanna mug, because they hate me
it’s what she think of, until she met me
i met her at the club around 2: 15 and by the quarter past 3 she was pounded by the beast
king of the underground king of the sheets
can’t even put it in your mouth, b-tch go to sleep

[chorus]
[x2]

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