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miss you - jay worthy & the alchemist lyrics

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[verse 1: jay worthy]
i miss you like i miss the dead homies
’cause when i brought you out to texas, that was real money
put the telly in your name, she’ll never act funny
she always kept a thang on her, if it got funky
and now the b*tch gone, she don’t wanna be a ho
square n*gga wifed her up, you know how that sh*t go
gotta play [?] pimpin [?] f*ck her [?]
cali plays got them choosing, when i’m in and out of state
stay away from [?] lame n*ggas who be fake
couple hoes, 20 toes, like you know i never play
too caught up in my ways, so you know i never quit
posted on 5th, with the gangstas and the pimps
p. worthy, conway, n*gga, you know what it is
domo in this b*tch, alc, we getting rich
thinking ’bout them days when i ain’t even had a cent
rest in peace the real ones, [?]
n*gga know i do it, gotta do it for [?]

[verse 2: conway the machine]
eh yo, i put that on the squad, when i’m behind this wall
you keep that money on the phone, excepted every call
18 months in the county, baby, that sh*t ain’t long
don’t give them f*ck n*ggas none of my p*ssy while i’m gone
i miss the way that p*ssy feel, i miss the taste of it
ass fat like them b*tches that’s in the straight stunting
i ain’t trippin, all i got is another 8 months
then i’m walking up out of this b*tch, and then we straight f*cking
beat it on the stairs, like i’m tryna break something
legs pinned up in the air, you can’t escape from it
i ain’t f*cking with them b*tches this time, i ain’t fronting
i know i said that sh*t before, but that ain’t nothing
you believe me, right?
right?
said you believe me, right?
how you don’t believe in me?
b*tch, you believe in jesus, right?
you heard what i said

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