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12 - jett wo lyrics

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[verse 1]

i was cooling with my boys we was just f-cking around
thought i was tripping when i heard that whirrin’ sound
police chopper on us, got me thinking we was found
not today momma, i ain’t going to no pound
we run to the car, hop in, grab my visa
spotlight shining down, got me moving like a cheetah
turn the whip on, wait let me turn this heat up
if we get out, i’ma down some margaritas
turn the first corner, chopper still flying by
i’ll never forget, being blinded in my eyes
cruiser hit his lights, im like d-mn i’m gonna die
drifting thinking fast, wave to the pigs goodbye

[hook]

drinking while i’m driving swerving in between the lines
aye, don’t worry though i do this all the f-ckin’ time
from the suburbs hoe, don’t roast me while i rhyme
flow off the top, bars are on the f-ckin’ climb

[verse 2]

where did i leave off? oh yea i just begun
ain’t see more lights, h-ll yes i just won
hopping out the car oh f-ck he pulled a gun
12 in the dark, i was sure my time had come
sprinted to the bushes, got my feet feeling numb
not a good idea to chug a whole bottle of rum
left my car behind, i go f-ck it i don’t need one
it ain’t a problem, when my bank got that net ton
hiding in the desert got me feeling like a crook
yea i took the part, don’t just stand there and look
running from the fed, i feel like i’m in a book
this ain’t my first time, best believe i ain’t no rook

[hook]

drinking while i’m driving swerving in between the lines
aye, don’t worry though i do this all the f-ckin’ time
from the suburbs hoe, don’t roast me while i rhyme
flow off the top, bars are on the f-ckin’ climb

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