welcome to the jungle - bobby jaggerjack lyrics
(“it’s bobby, i listened to a lot of lil wayne coming up, so if you hear a little tw*ng in my voice, it’s not my fault, i promise, it’s weezy f baby’s!”)
(let’s go)
i was having a conversation with chris, when he told me to drop
another record and here it is, then i jumped inside the booth and i
started to make a hit, imma send it to 107, like you better play this
cuz y’all m*th*f*ckahs be playing everybody but your own folk, a bunch of little n*ggas f*cking with the grown folks, and all i really wanna do is drop the heat, so imma duck the radio politics and f*ck with the streets
i self released, every single record i done ever made n*gga, so i’m keeping every dollar that i’m paid n*gga, and i ain’t worried about them records that you made n*gga, cuz the heat i drop will put you in a grave n*gga
dropping bodies, so the competition needs nine lives, the hood be f*cking with me, no need to give out no high fives
when i get antisocial i won’t f*ck with you, but if you bother me anyway then my gun will f*ck with you!
or i might hit you in the head with a ball bat, and have your momma crying when she gets the call that, they got a body at the morgue and they think that’s her son, that’s what you get when you think running them streets is for fun!
and how come everybody wanna be a thug now, and everybody else is f*cking with them drugs now, and you should probably keep all that sh*t away from me, cuz i’m not trying to worry about what they could take from me
and i just wanna stay away from all the bullsh*t, and only kick it with the people that i’m cool with, but i can’t take everybody, you n*ggas can’t go, so i guess that’s why them p*ssy n*ggas hating though!
(ok), i gotta be honest i don’t really like where i’m from, like how can a bunch of n*ggas compete, when they’re all bums and that’s the current situation in my city, like 93% of you n*ggas in here are sh*tty, and f*cking with me, is like owing money to 50, got a couple people ready to k!ll you that’s coming with me
(you a dead man)
but i ain’t catching a charge, so i let them handle you and go and sit in the car! plausible deniability your enemy, it ain’t mine
you think it’s cool to be a b*tch, but it ain’t fine
they should make “being a p*ssy n*gga” a hate crime!
now lock them n*ggas up, like a white judge, but if you offer a deal
then you know they might budge
you know these n*ggas tellin, on everybody!
but imma mind my business and get back to rap
cuz i ain’t got a m*th*f*ckin thing to do with that!
(y’all b*tch n*ggas ain’t sh*t, y’all b*tch y’all b*tch n*ggas ain’t sh*t
tell em now, y’all b*tch n*ggas ain’t sh*t, y’all b*tch y’all b*tch n*ggas ain’t sh*t, (x2)
(welcome to the jungle)
(bobby jaggerjack imitates matthew mcconaughey telling jimmy fallon about him & snoop dogg getting high and working together on a film set for a closing monologue)
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