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young jordan - my way lyrics

[intro: young jordan]
that’s me and you together, on god

[chorus: young jordan]
she want matte black
i can’t please her neither now she gonna have a bad day (bad day)
i just told lil’ mama, hop out honda, we gon’ drag race (skrrt)
in that bentley, think that b-tch got wings, yeah, we can fly away (fly away)
know i get it my way (my way), all she want is her way (her way)
she just want the hermès, bet the h is what her purse say (oh)
used to eat the perkies, throw up more, why won’t the percs stay? (oh)
now i spend that sh-t, get it back, double reverse way (reverse way)
in the field, like i turf play (oh)

[verse 1: young jordan]
make that squirt, baby (oh), she a squirt baby (oh)
she want audi and her feelings, she been hurt lately (oh)
amg her mercedez (oh), huh, with the vert top (oh)
i’m on second, coming home, that’s the third stop (third stop)
and she l!ck me up just like blow pop, you know we blow opp
metal, this stick on me, move like a robot
who is your big homie? he is no show stop
and if she called on me then i’m buyin’ chrome heart

[chorus: young jordan & lil keed]
she want matte black
i can’t please her neither now she gonna have a bad day (bad day)
i just told lil’ mama, hop out honda, we gon’ drag race (skrrt)
in that bentley, think that b-tch got wings, yeah, we can fly away (skrrt, fly away)
know i get it my way (woo, my way), all she want is her way (let’s go, her way)
she just want the hermès, bet the h is what her purse say (oh)
used to eat the perkies, throw up more, why won’t the percs stay? (oh)
now i spend that sh-t, get it back, double reverse way (reverse way)
in the field, like i turf play (oh, keed, talk to ’em)

[verse 2: lil keed]
in that bentley truck, yeah, we f-ckin’, we gon’ roleplay
too many super speedin’ tickets, i got road rage (skrrt, let’s go)
yeah, dolce gabbana, i’m drippin’ all day
i’m not playin’ with ’em, i’m not x games
where your ho? why you trippin’ on me? you must be g-y
twin pole, this a ak, shoot it point-blank
dirty margielas on the cameraman, yeah, he drippin’, ayy
dirty stick, dirty glock, have him screaming, “ah”
(keed, talk to ’em)

[chorus: young jordan]
she want matte black (matte black)
i can’t please her neither now she gonna have a bad day (skrrt)
i just told lil’ mama, hop out honda, we gon’ drag race (fly away)
in that bentley, think that b-tch got wings (my way), yeah, we can fly away (her)
know i get it my way, all she want is her way (oh)
she just want the hermès, bet the h is what her purse say (oh)
used to eat the perkies, throw up more, why won’t the percs stay? (percs stay)
now i spend that sh-t, get it back, double reverse way (oh)
in the field, like i turf play

- young jordan lyrics

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