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jim jones - denzel himself lyrics

[intro]
yeah yo, yeah yo
feel it
somethin light
somethin kinda dynamite
real n*ggas only
for the summer
himself, jd, let’s go

[verse 1]
hittin sit*ups with my eyes open
can’t lie i was duckin from them
alhamdulillah, thank allah that the night’s over
a new day begins, i’m focused, get my mind focused
hit the strip, top down, coastin
white vest, red fitted, with the white loafers
all black chrome grills, i don’t smile kosher
you know the vibe, open
drive by slopin
see police they hop out we ghostin
nah i’m playin, fl!cky tucked by my nuts coastin
i know they hеard of himself, i know they know he chosеn
they ain’t know that he ain’t goin for the sh*t at all
years back a n*gga tried to disrespect sure
ain’t respond a single word
my n*gga asked me what i’m tryna do, i laughed, pause
no disrespect i’ll k!ll him fore i meet the lord
[chorus]
southeast and westbound gs and
up north f*ckboys left out grievin
set count the end
set count the end
set count the end
set count the end
wrist freeze up
his b*tch need us
thick chicks l!ck […] from brixton to greece, wassup?
set count the end
set count the end
set count the end
set count the end

[verse 2]
they was last, we was speedin
we was creepin, somethin fast, european
if you’re treatin, there’s a chance you could see him
lol, jk i’m seeing someone
seein dead white males, i’m seein summer
heated slumber tucked by the seat it’s undercover
summer with miami, spent the winter in the tundras
depressive, can’t believe i’m even under
under my thoughts, it’s nothin, it’s nothin i thought
wouldn’t happen, i’m as sure as the wood in your mattress
they thought i would die, but phoenix is taught to survive
and rise up from the ashes, a lot on my brain
a lot on my mind, stunning (yeah yo)
a lot on the line, i’m gothic, turn up, go
one in a million
jump if you feel it
trunk, speakers
krump, feel it
[chorus]
southeast and westbound gs and
up north f*ckboys left out grievin
set count the end
set count the end
set count the end
set count the end
wrist freeze up
his b*tch need us
thick chicks l!ck […] from brixton to greece, wassup?
set count the end
set count the end
set count the end
set count the end

[outro]
yeah yo
for the summer
let’s go
real n*ggas
talk to
tryna talk to, feel me
somethin light
somethin kinda dynamite
somethin light
somethin

- denzel himself lyrics

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