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social media - 1takejay lyrics

[intro: 1takejay]
romo
wait, hold up
i’m finna turn this b*tch up

[verse 1: 1takejay]
she just text me telling me, i’m popping be too late
i turned out to be that n*gga, now you all in n*ggas face
please don’t step by the line, you gotta know your place
n*ggas eyes tell at all, all i see is n*ggas hate
me and n*ggas wouldn’t know hoes can’t relate
how we gonna relate, if i’m real and you fake
why we even talking? you ain’t n*gga got no name
n*ggas f*ck their life up, i want somebody else to blame
[chorus: 1takejay]
back when we was all on mysp*ce, n*gga you was lame
when n*ggas got on facebook, you was still lame
n*ggas made a twitter, ain’t sh*t changed
now these n*ggas all on f*cking instagram still lame
back when we was all on mysp*ce, n*gga you was lame
when n*ggas made a facebook, you were still lame
when n*ggas made a twitter, ain’t sh*t changed
now these n*ggas all on f*cking instagram still lame

[verse 2: 1takejay]
like a mad baby mama, i chipping n*gga paint
she know what i’m thinking, she just blew a n*gga brains
f*ck mickey d’s, i don’t wanna buy this b*tch case
but it she toast the bread on both sides, we can’t hang
n*ggas lame trying to get some p*ssy on my name
it is what it is, i do sh*t that n*ggas can’t
n*ggas got their hand out, i can’t enjoy my f*cking plate
on any given day, i stay away, i can’t relate
i don’t know but these bad b*tches got me a close friend
n*ggas posting throwbacks, be over that old sh*t
b*tch, why you keep posting that whip? it ain’t so sh*t
i’m such a gentleman, her hand out, i let her whole d*ck
i probably set a record with these holes like i’m coaching
got that youngboy song, it don’t make no sense
she a dyk* when it come to you, she hate your d*ck
she always play my music when she with you, i’m the goat, b*tch
oh, she on her period, let me see that thoughts then
needed to be on social media, acting so weird
i know you up in real life, n*gga that ain’t showbiz
you the type the post bag of runts, really smoke me
[chorus: 1takejay]
back when we was all on mysp*ce, n*gga you was lame
when n*ggas got on facebook, you was still lame
n*ggas made a twitter, ain’t sh*t changed
now these n*ggas all on f*cking instagram still lame
back when we was all on mysp*ce, n*gga you was lame
when n*ggas made a facebook, you were still lame
when n*ggas made a twitter, ain’t sh*t changed
now these n*ggas all on f*cking instagram still lame

[verse 3: jeeezy]
when i had that sidekick, b*tches blowing up my hands
you ain’t never had no holes, i could never feel your pain
must players talking about some good game
we was brother sparks, i was off that lil wayne
yeah, she popular on twitter, real life these b*tches lame
like these pictures, you be punching this straight
yeah, you promise you gonna talk me, that’s the only time, i can
take the neck, like i sn*tched the n*gga check

[verse 4: bluebucksclan dj]
been a fly, n*gga fear, guys on, i’m afraid
i’m love me, had the baddest b*tch in first grade
mysp*ce, you ain’t had no b*tches in your top a
back when will on aim, i was in your b*tch away
bad b*tches tweeting lyrics to my songs every day
she had posted, i was happy when your pitcher went away
in my dm saying text me, “yeah sober, sad to say”
i’m finna panic lane trying to talk, i gotta walk away
[chorus: 1takejay]
back when we was all on mysp*ce, n*gga you was lame
when n*ggas got on facebook, you was still lame
n*ggas made a twitter, ain’t sh*t changed
now these n*ggas all on f*cking instagram still lame

- 1takejay lyrics

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