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getting loose - 1takejay lyrics

[intro]
scum tell uno load it up
scum tell uno load it up, now i’m locked in
wait, hold up
i’m finna turn this b*tch up

[chorus]
i changed my name to john cena, i can’t be seen
jacket supreme eleven hundred, what i pay for the jeans
benjamin franklin make a b*tch do the nastiest things
a walking l!ck, i’m by myself with the flashes bling
b*tch i can’t even fit my bag in the baggy jeans
n*gga, i still f*ck a b*tch with the ratchet’s t**th
i had the b*tch leg in the air, we gon’ call it stilling
like a jolly rancher, i’m gettin’ hard
keep suckin’ it please
[verse 1]
i just sweated out our edges shе ain’t letting me breathе
i just gave her locked down, i’m the legend for deep
these b*tches gave me whole p*ssy, they gave me tease
i made her leave him, instead of mouth, she gave me some t**th
hey, get this b*tch out of here
she letting all the homies f*ck this b*tch, can’t be mean
hey, get this b*tch out of here
he’s still tolerating this sh*t, he can’t be mean
like what the f*ck was i even thinking tryna get your number
since high school b*tch got big, now she acting humble
but i used to lift a lot of weights n*gga, i still f*ck her
that b*tch gave head so good, i go shoot at her brother

[verse 2]
she came over sucking d*ck, we on the same page
i ain’t f*cking no lil’ hoes, this b*tch my age
accurate i’m tryna tell these n*ggas, i really got aim
i’m a star
the homie said, he f*cked the b*tch off my name
please don’t ask me where my feelings go because i lost her
fast how, i taught her ass get out, i let her boss him
i told a n*gga, “her b*tchmouth was pretty awesome”
i be moving fast how, i get them tavon austin
i’m trust hoes, can’t you tell by my posture
p*ssy had a smell, call that b*tch to hotbox
i don’t even know her can’t believe what she just offered
long hours of giving me her mouth, that’s what it costed
[chorus]
i changed my name to john cena, i can’t be seen
jacket supreme eleven hundred, what i pay for the jeans
benjamin franklin make a b*tch do the nastiest things
a walking l!ck, i’m by myself with the flashes bling
b*tch i can’t even fit my bag in the baggy jeans
n*gga, i still f*ck a b*tch with the ratchet’s t**th
i had the b*tch leg in the air, we gon’ call it stilling
like a jolly rancher, i’m gettin’ hard
keep suckin’ it please

[outro]
i ain’t f*cking no lil’ hoes, this b*tch my age
i’m a star
the homie said, he f*cked the b*tch off my name

- 1takejay lyrics

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