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something in my mind - idontknowjeffery lyrics

idon’tknowjeffery n-gg- tonight i’m healthy i guess (tonight i’m healthy i guess)

[verse 1: idontknowjeffery]
f-ck being the best i’m tryna leave a mess
f-ck seeing your br–sts b-tch lift up ya dress (now)
f-ck f-cking these hoes i’m tryna f-ck less (now)
tired of going outside and getting s-x (tired)
doctor jeffery in the game i’ma foul the ref (watch)
back up in the game i’ma foul myself (n-gg- watch)
high off in the game like micheal phelps (look)
momma gon’ complain and say i need a belt (uh)
cause i’m sagging out the frame i let my nuts see the sun
horrible influence let ya son see my gun
doctor jeffery in the game i’ma foul the coach
you put out the blunt then i revive the roach
i got five freaking hoes in the chevy volt (i do)
they don’t like to smoke i don’t like to vote (i don’t)
i got five written out suicide notes (i do)
couple trenchcoats and a lot of rope (i do)

[hook]
but something in my mind told me let you n-gg-s breathe
something in my mind told me let you n-gg-s uhh [x2]

[verse 2: eddy baker]
(?) crusher in the club and i’m throwing (?)
bald head looking like a black stone cold
bad white b-tch snorting blow up in her nose (snortin’)
f-ck her with the quickness then you know i’m out the door (smashed)
5k for a show blew it on some clothes (cashed)
bad model chick and a whole bunch a dro (real sh-t)
i’m a b-st-rd you can call me john snow (little b-tch)
drug dealing superstar k!lling every show (alright)
crook motherf-cker staying low from the po’ (yeah)
keep the pole tucked if you thinking i’ma hoe
trackstar running sh-t still got them onions b-tch (alright)
o’s like them funion chips (yea)
hands in alot of sh-t (really)
and we still got klonopins (we do)
i don’t pop them sh-ts but we got lots of xans (i don’t)
hit the gucci store and drop alot of bands (we do)
every show i throw i got a lot of fans (we do)
i don’t do a credit only dirty cash (cash)
up on crenshaw ave with a stacey dash (yes)
in the dirty whip with a shorty pump (little b-tch)
n-gg- talk sh-t bust em like we (?)
molly in the whip reefer in the trunk (ok)
middle finger ups i don’t give a f-ck (you)

[hook]

- idontknowjeffery lyrics

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