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shag and scooby - jdot breezy lyrics

[intro]
hmm
stupid boy, stupid boy
(ray)
hmm, breezy (iceberg want a bag, b*tch)
huh, huh
b*tch, it’s breezy
b*tch

[chorus]
huh, big blunts rolled (rolled)
huh, money gettin’ long (long)
n*ggas fallin’ off, and my circle gettin’ small (my circle gettin’ small)
hit the store and buy whatever i want because i ball (because i ball)
you’ll think we sh*ggy and scooby, b*tch, i’m always with my dog (yeah)

[verse 1]
huh, pull up on the side (side), like, where the f*ck the ceilin’ at? (what the f*ck?)
boy, you ain’t been outside (outside), ’cause your block, we been bendin’ that (bendin’ that)
we four deep in the ride (yeah), a hot car, boy, we stealin’ that (we stealin’ that)
he don’t got nine lives (nah), but he act like a p*ssycat (b*tch)
i don’t think they feelin’ me (feelin’ me), ain’t no n*gga seein’ me (seein’ me)
bro’ll knock your f*ckin’ top off, n*gga, literally (he did)
see that boy in person, check his temperature, he jittery (let’s get it)
nah, see, he p*ssy, can’t believe that boy, he been a she (you a ho)
hmm, go get to that money (yeah), my type of energy (that’s my type)
gettin’ to that bread, you see me, boy, guess that’s the enemy (the enemy)
but that sh*t there come with jealousy and also enemies (enemies)
i don’t give a d*mn though, f*ck ’bout how they picture me (don’t give no f*cks)
“dot, you a rapper now,” the gangster sh*t is still in me (it’s still in me)
“dot, you a rapper now,” i know that though, we all on p (all on p)
“dot, you a rapper now,” man, shut the f*ck up, go to sleep (shut the f*ck up)
“dot, you a rapper now” (b*tch), you f*ckin’ feel this heat
[chorus]
huh, big blunts rolled (rolled)
huh, money gettin’ long (long)
n*ggas fallin’ off, and my circle gettin’ small (my circle gettin’ small)
hit the store and buy whatever i want because i ball (because i ball)
you’ll think we sh*ggy and scooby, b*tch, i’m always with my dog (yeah)

[verse 2]
huh, choppers in his truck (truck), huh, bro ‘nem throwin’ bs (they throwin’ bs)
bad b*tches in and out, bent over on they knees (yeah)
hmm, trap house jumpin’ (jumpin’), bro ‘nem sellin’ ps (ps)
i got a lot of money (money), so i do as i please (please)

- jdot breezy lyrics

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