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uh oh - 36 jayve lyrics

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uh uh uh uh oh, uh uh uh uh uh, uh ohhh, b*tch i’ve been on fire, n*ggas say my tape hot, like i just took it out the dryer

b*tch we scammin servin jackin and murder for hire heard another opp just died i just told bro pass me the lighter, uh oh b*tch i snuck my glizzy in the ? a n*gga lay his fingers on me in this b*tch and im gon slump em, bro got a glock 9 but that b*tch singin like ? my b*tch foreign and my choppa they both just came from russia, uh ohh

uh oh, when i up this b*tch don’t be surprised, faking like he gangsta’, he a p*ssy in disguise n*ggas want me dead, i know they pray for my demise

, claimed we missed em all on insta and we sent them to the skies, they like jayve said the rudest sh*t again told my b*tch i won’t go cheat i bet id do that sh*t again

the opps is postin up its like they knew we was gon’ spin, he was gambling with his life, he should’ve knew his sh*t was gon’ end, uh oh, i said f*ck it lets go do this sh*t on feet, i’ve been tryna ? thats why n*ggas call me tweak, i ain’t even bring my ski, make sure he finished when we creep all that wolfin on the net im tryna rock his ass to sleep first we gon’ be the trackhawk g, and we slidin in a foreign, ask my n*ggas we gon’ load up, and slide when we bored, where them parties at we tryna put like 9 on the board caught em loafin i remember that one time when we scored

you really p*ssy i can see it in yo eyes, n*gga, just caught a opp he ain’t too tough without his guys, it happened so quick he seen us jump him like surprise n*gga, might knock his waves off, if i pull up let that 9 hit em
no we ain’t squashin beef discuss that sh*t with god n*gga if he survivied it wasn’t us that did the job n*gga, if that was us we wouldve left him with like 5 victims we dont play hockey grab them sticks and we gon slide with em

b*tch i’ve been on fire, n*ggas say my tape hot, like i just took it out the dryer, b*tch we scammin servin jackin and murder for hire heard another opp just died i just told bro pass me the lighter, uh oh b*tch i snuck my glizzy in the ? a n*gga lay his fingers on me in this b*tch and im gon slump em, bro got a glock 9 but that b*tch singin like ? my b*tch foreign and my choppa they both just came from russia, uh ohh

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