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monkey pox 2.0 - 1takejay lyrics

[intro]
lowthegreat
amiri jeans look like monkey pox, my sh*t bunked up
promoter said my family bad for bidness ’cause they park stuff
is that trey?
wait, hold up

[verse 1]
b*tches scr*ping ass to this beat like it’s crack in the bas*m*nt
i’m a start watching low and trade ’cause they probably just laced it
ain’t n0body f*cking with your sound, egyptian ancient
tell that n*gga, homie, stop tellin’ that n*gga, be patient
n*ggas f*ckin’ up my energy tryna beat the real me (real me)
we can’t shoot dice, you don’t even know what the f*ck is titile
interview a b*tch, size a wrap and make her say cheese
i just did my gutter and her p*ssy like i’m yn jay trip
seen a post on the gram, “a million dollars or me jay*z”
i don’t give a f*ck about no n*gga, you gotta pay me (pay me)
every stupid b*tch was a layup, i ain’t shoot one, three
i’m laid up with the biggest natural ass, but her face was a three
[verse 2]
swear a god, he lucked up with a b*tch that was throwing up p*ss
n*gga shoes look like fat joe, they doin’ a lean
smokin’ with my cousin definition of a family tree
oldest uncle banging the f*ck out, his d*ckies is crease
f*ck it everybody, claiming drip, i’m gettin’ l!cked off
how to f*ck these n*ggas winnin’? i’m know, i’m not p*ssed off
b*tches never been no good, a blood b*tch just crip walk
she impressed me with that bbl, why i’m still soft

[chorus]
f*ck a b*tch in compton, but the d*ck had her feeling exotic
b*tch, the money finna leave my hand as soon as you poppin’
touch the ground, b*tch, not your toes, i’m finna get toxic
young n*gga, but i’m her a&r, i just love when she droppin’ (come on)
f*ck a b*tch in compton, but the d*ck had her feeling exotic
b*tch, the money finna leave my hand as soon as you poppin’
touch the ground, b*tch, not your toes, i’m finna get toxic
young n*gga, but i’m her a&r, i just love when she droppin’

[verse 3]
treat her like the jails, bend it over, b*tch, didn’t cough
1942, i prolly nail when she bent off
step it up here on a dance floor, he think he gettin’ off
louie prince all over club couches, i’m a big dog (big dog)
he’s an old n*gga playin’ games his a psp
your b*tch no good or back built like a ps3
this n*gga got all the cheat codes, but he still won’t cheat
if a n*gga scared to take a risk then he broker than me (broke)
n*ggas tell you, “go get you some money”, then they hate you for it
i wouldn’t be mad if it was you, but i don’t blame you for it
quit the nine*to*five come talk sh*t ‘ cause it pay a lil’ more
skinny n*gga, but it’s not on me, i weigh a lil’ more
[pre*chorus]
amiri jeans look like monkey pox, my sh*t bunked up
promoter said my family bad for bidness ’cause they park stuff
why so many b*tches surround the car when we parked up?
why so many n*ggas in my face as i spark up?

- 1takejay lyrics

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