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yn jay – austin powers, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]
(j, this sh+t too crazy)
ahhhhh
(thank you, j x l a n)
d+mn
(i appreciate you, man)
aye, i done finally made it
ha
yeah, we up now
okay, alright
aye, we done finally made it

[verse 1]
i was dead broke, now i’m up, we done finally made it
n+ggas switched up on the team, they done finally traded
i just stacked up my first hundred, i done finally saved it
they ain’t know i had the ace of spades, i done finally played it
d+mn, now they finally hatin’
i ain’t have to rush, i stayed down, yeah i finally waited
i was trappin’ out the trap house, it was probably vacant
d+mn
i just hit the road by myself and brought hoes back
i just hit thе road with 20 thousand, brought poles back
i just hit the road during corona, i brought shows back
man, i ain’t gon’ lie, i think i brought shows back
oh, you talkin’ bout likе during quarantine? (alright, okay)
bro just hit the road swipin’ cards, he brought sto—ahhhh!
bro just hit the road swipin’ cards, he brought stoves back
i be blowin’ real exotic weed, i brought joe back
i just hit the road with 50 thousand, i brought more back

[verse 2]
yeah
n+ggas flashin’ what i spent on lean, bro i pour that
what you make in a year, in a week, i’ll blow that
hahahaha
yeah
b+tch told me that she wanna f+ck, i said “i know that”
turn a classy b+tch to a hoe, i brought hoe—d+mn
alright
turn a classy girl to a hoe—ahhhh!
turn a classy b+tch to a hoe, i brought hoes back
hit rodeo with 20 thousand, i brought clothes back
i just pulled with a big gun, you better stand back
i just hit the road with 10 thousand, i brought bands back
ahhhhh!
i just hit the road with 10 bowls, i brought bands back
beat a n+gga ass in the club, i brought hands back
d+mn, i brought grams back
okay

[verse 3]
i just stopped to pick up ysr, i brought gramz back
finna make a stop by coochie land, where the fans at?
why you leave your n+gga at the bottom, where your mans at?
how the f+ck you pull up by yourself, where your friends at?
d+mn
b+tch, don’t pull up if you ain’t got n0body comin’ with you
i can’t leave my n+ggas at the bottom, i’ma come and get you
r.i.p gabe and t.a., i swear i f+ckin’ miss you
i can’t say that
aye d, you know i get emotional when i—alright
alright, f+ck it
r.i.p gabe and t.a., i swear i f+ckin’ miss you
ahhhh!
ahhhh!
i’ll start crying in this b+tch, i need some f+ckin’ tissue
alright

[outro]
you d+mn near can keep that b+tch like that, like that, man
let that b+tch hold out like that, my n+gga, aye, alright, okay
look at—look at what we did now
alright
(j, this sh+t too crazy)
okay
yeah

- yn jay lyrics

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