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groovin' - jewelz fureal ft. li63rty lyrics

groovin’ lyrics
[intro: jewelz fureal]
tuck that sh*t in n*gga

[chorus : jewelz fureal]
groovin with groover’s (groovers)
double gs on my feet (aye)
i don’t f*ck with no losers (h*ll no)
stay away from me (that’ a fact n*gga)
i’m wit a freak she a model
hit up ralph’s get a bottle
she drink my nut then she gargle (she a nasty b*tch)
she know my name

[verse : jewelz fureal]
aye, im in cali with it
hit up mali i know he wit it (yoo)
a bunch of cars with a bunch of b*tches
a5 when i’m speedin’
drop top, passin’ through the stores
n*ggas feenin’
d*mn, i know u peep the drip
yea, all my n*ggas crip
we ain’t takin no sh*t
uh and we strapped with the blower
pull up on an opp n*ggas lookin’ like its over
and we put that on the dead homies (where you from?)
don’t ask where we from homie
[chours : jewelz fureal]
groovin with groover’s (groovers)
double gs on my feet (aye)
i don’t f*ck with no losers (h*ll no)
stay away from me (that’ a fact n*gga)
i’m wit a freak she a model
hit up ralph’s get a bottle
she drink my nut then she gargle (she a nasty b*tch)
she know my name

[verse 2: jewelz fureal]
i don’t wanna talk to you
catch you outside and its on (then its on n*gga)
rather be in p*ssy where it’s comfortable (uh huh)
but chu n*ggas want static then i love that too
i don’t got my gun then my n*ggas do
i love to k!ll and my n*ggas too (that’s a fact)
guns in my crib and my pillows too (we don’t take no sh*t n*gga)
blood on my sneakers cuz i finish you

[verse 3: li63rty]
uh huh, in miami with it
i might hit kerb
he got all the b*tches
finger f*ck her
then i take these hoes to finger l!ckin’ (uh huh)
might leave ya body missing
on the eastside i’m deep fishin’
hunid on the dash
l.i.b on the tag (let’s go)
all about that bag
well known 2 flip that stash (get money)
no brakes n*gga all gas (ok)
while im smoking on that gas (ok)
this money come so fast
how long this sh*t gon last?
man i’m living like i wanna
no boss n*gga no owner (uh huh)
let god be my donor (let god)
might get high off my aroma
they loving my persona
but my heart just getting colder (cold)
this heat hotter then sonar
ya b*tch i’m feelin up on her
ok i’m groovin’
don’t act stupid

- jewelz fureal ft li63rty lyrics

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