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fuck shit - jaydayoungan lyrics

[intro]
n*gga, f*ck the opps, we the opps
b*tch ass n*ggas already know how we rockin’
when we catch you, we gon’ split your sh*t n*gga
(hmm, hmm, hmm)

[chorus]
i’m on that opp sh*t, i’m on that f*ck sh*t
eleven oaks, got a cutter and he like to cut sh*t
these p*ssy n*ggas on some other sh*t, i ain’t the other b*tch
i’m on that reach out and go touch a b*tch
step on his brother sh*t
i’m on that dumb sh*t, you know that dumb sh*t
f*ck her good, i give her dumb d*ck and make her come quick
put that d*ck all in her stomach and now she runnin’
they say they steppin’, b*tch, we stomp on sh*t
they know who runnin’ sh*t
she suck my d*ck all on the highway, she did it sideways
b*tch, don’t pull up in my driveway, how you know where i stay?
striped bag wit’ like five k’s, don’t come my way
drop a bag on your b*tch ass ‘fore anybody try jay (mmm)

[verse]
we gon’ walk up on him, smoke his ass like marijuana
we gon’ hit him wit’ that burner, f*ck a warning (f*ck a warning)
i heard them p*ssy n*ggas in my city, why you hidin’?
you lil’ b*tches know we wit’ it, when we catch you, you gon’ get it (come here)
was catchin’ plays, told em, “pull up at the racetrack”
broad day, i’ll push a n*gga face back
ain’t got no clippers but this b*tch will push your fade back (bang)
and if you wit’ your b*tch, we put a couple in her lace track (d*mn)
price is high, if you ain’t know, that mean that bag talk (bag talk)
[?] just tryna knock your ass off (your ass off)
this n*gga p*ssy as a b*tch, he like a kash doll
b*tch, right now, i’m feelin’ just like future, f*ck it, mask off (dumb)
[chorus]
i’m on that opp sh*t, i’m on that f*ck sh*t
eleven oaks, got a cutter and he like to cut sh*t
these p*ssy n*ggas on some other sh*t, i ain’t the other b*tch
i’m on that reach out and go touch a b*tch
step on his brother sh*t
i’m on that dumb sh*t, you know that dumb sh*t
f*ck her good, i give her dumb d*ck and make her come quick
put that d*ck all in her stomach and now she runnin’
they say they steppin’, b*tch, we stomp on sh*t
they know who runnin’ sh*t
she suck my d*ck all on the highway, she did it sideways
b*tch, don’t pull up in my driveway, how you know where i stay?
striped bag wit’ like five k’s, don’t come my way
drop a bag on your b*tch ass ‘fore anybody try jay (mmm)

- jaydayoungan lyrics

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