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dubby wubz - jeremaki lyrics

i’ma hop in this b*tch, sweep the floor with you n*ggas i’ma mop in this b*tch
can’t be stopped in this b*tch heavy rocks that’s my wrist, psych
clearvsn my drip, you can hop off my d*ck guy
oh sh*t
you p*ssy n*ggas got no drip
vsn is the best n*gga no sh*t
is he f*ckin with me uh no b*tch
i ain’t fallin’ back in trap n*gga, not i
had to level up little b*tch i used my bankai, my heart hollow
not talkin’ birds but i’ma make her swallow
yeah you thought you was the guy little b*tch ya not though
ya just got outclassed
vsn always feelin’ like an outcast
fast money b*tch that’s now cash
go against me that’s outmatched
walked in the party, got my feelings hurt
so i gotta dance, yeah the dancing take the pain away
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout a n*gga or a b*tch
y’all can both get shot like a motherf*ckin’ fade away
i got paid today
p*ssy i’ma pop it
yeah b*tch i got a couple skellys in my closet
drop it
stop it
hop in the mosh pit
rock it
got some dirty monеy in my pockets
i just ate a thing of ice crеam
if you talk sh*t you n*ggas can fight me
hit you with computer like n*gga just die please
uh you a b*tch can suck my d
suck it, suck it
i’ma freestyle the rest of the jawn
i be f*cking your b*tch from dusk ’till dawn
cause i’m just that n*gga
yea i’m just that n*gga
no i don’t f*ck with ya
i’m worlds ahead of you n*ggas

better stack up on them clips cause he can’t save you
’bout to act up on my sh*t cause he can’t save you
jig rap and a n*gga chipped cause he couldn’t save
and ain’t no precaution cause he in my way
it’s you in the office who needed a raise
feed on my d*ck it’s the treat of the day, and i’ll have your throat zipped like you eating some clay
all of my problems i bleed em’ away like a bump or a zit, watch me squeeze em’ and spray
have you bleed and decay, you still feening for me? gotta p*ss, is you goin’ lift the seat up for me?
got a chick with a strap you goin’ seize that for me? got a bl!ck to my back you goin’ bleed that for me?
bet you hoping i die
posthumous records you know they goin’ fly
i make track hit the road then the sky
i had that clear vision open my eyes and i close em
this n*gga actin’ buck wild, oh what drove em
they said to make it you suck on d*ck or get f*cked like a b*tch
or give up so i stole em
jumped in a ditch ain’t no one appose or give up the controller to
enemies
you mother f*ckers my enemies
i’d rather die with my pen and leave
then let you p*ssy n*ggas get into me
you know all of y’all n*ggas contend with me
so don’t put on an act when befriending me
cause you said you want to put d*ck in my ugh
f*ck all them n*ggas you send for me, this my symphony
and imma string ya neck up like a senegalese
you want an album, well i got like 10 of these
but you disgust me like i’m f*cking name redacted
don’t try spit sh*t cause i ain’t no industry n*gga
don’t friend with me n*gga no frenemies either
i out*rap a n*gga his mitt like vegeta
got 7*year*olds with ya mitt on they beater
what you do with money i spend on a heater
cause n*ggas gone take out the threat on they meter
respect no one either, them n*ggas in corporate ‘ll press you then see ya
you left on the bleachers, i’m hunting these b*tches, the tech gon defeat her
and speaking of b*tches your next one i’ll eat her
it’s plenty of fishes my net gonna feed her
cause that’s why you all on my neck, you a leecher
i rap and i’m owning my sh*t, this my speaker
back up off my sh*t cause he can’t save you
bout to act up on my sh*t cause he can’t save you
jig rap and a n*gga chipped cause he couldn’t save
and ain’t no precaution he needed the fade
it’s you in the office retreat or get sprayed n*gga

- jeremaki lyrics

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