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presidential suite - jaye naima lyrics

walkin thru the street every single day i eat
imma hustle cause you know where imma be
when i get to the hotel before i even come thru you know
know i want dat got d*mn presidential suite
pumpin in my air force ones f*ck look i look like
this right here my lifestyle up i gotta keep
you know i keep cute boo before you even ask me
you know i want dat got d*mn presidential suite
da f*ck

top 5
baddest alive
they said be humblе
not til i die
my reputation is i eat thеse ratchet b*tches alive
i swear to god i’ll make it out the ghetto dead or alive
cause i stack from all of them boys
i stack it up until my franklins mistake for decoys
they tried to play me like i’m not better half of the game
they insane to walk around here speaking ill on my name
got the cocaine white fit to cover the pain
don’t got no shame in gettin up i gotta fit in my frame
need a nda just to get the date and the name
don’t need no dna test just to be what i claim

i stay lowkey like a blackout
patient no tap out
when i pop im finna act up
these b*tches better back up
one time for the latins
+ i still support daca
+ my daddy put a battery on my back

get right because you know im comin
so b*tch be ready…
this kinda life will make you weak + turn your knee to spaghetti
they couldn’t take what i did + make the money confetti
told em the weight of ya hood on your shoulder be heavy
you gotta get that dirt off your shoulder blade
yes i am an entitled cause i earned it h*lla days
long nights prayin for the coin to accelerate
but they don’t know the work i had to do to be h*lla paid
i should write a book about the hustle of the game
+ you should suck a d*ck because you suck anyways
you better comin up out dat coin like you ain’t bust in h*lla days
came from barely nothin but i learned it’s not a race
gotta keep the pace, keep the peace + celebrate
for all my n*ggas dead takeoff + a fly away
whatever doesn’t k!ll you turn you to a k!llionaire
if you get money pop ya p*ssy in the air daf*ck
i be like “ayo, santana, why these hoes can’t stand me?”
i’m loyal to the money all the fans + family
f all these b*tches wit they face on envy
it’s in me and it’s never on me

like b*tch be forreal you can’t stop a real a b*tch
as long as you hating forever you gonna feel this
you that know i gotta make a play
im gon get it every day + imma grind til they understand me

i came in that club late
on my beyoncé
i hit my side b*tch
what we gon do today?
we gettin money sis?
we need a girls trip?
+ he said f*ck it go take ph*ket off my bucket list
long live baby
we miss u forever
the sheep and the goat do not flock together
got these bird n*ggas thinkin we in lock or whatever
but i’ll see you when i see you maybe never

you know i can walk thru the street every single day i eat
imma hustle cause you know where imma be
when i get to the hotel before i even come thru you know
know i want dat got d*mn presidential suite
pumpin in my air force ones f*ck look i look like?

- jaye naima lyrics

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