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cocaine bars - jg dooit lyrics

[intro]
aye its jg n-gg-, college dope boi 2
they call me jg dooit(4x)
honcho(4x)

jg dooit [verse 1]
i got racks up in my jeans now my sh-t saggin’
d-ck all in that b-tch throat , now that b-tch gaggin’
i switch up my flows like i switch up my hoes, switch b-tches to my bro
that’s a give and go. eat her while she suck me that’s a go and give
everything i spent real on my kid. say it on my kids, but i don’t go no babies
might say f-ck it, tat on my face like i’m baby, might say f-ck it and go get a mercedes, i might pull up get some head from that b-tch stacy, might tell stacy bring her from mercedes, mercedes and stacy gon’ come thru and face me, let a f-ck n-gg- like you touch my chain is you crazy

cdot honcho [verse 2]
b-tches know i ain’t sh-t like they man
a hunnid i spent it all on pants smokin’ on dope , i don’t f-ck with them xans’
yo’ b-tch can do what they want tomorrow they’ll probably be f-ckin’ my mans, them n-gg-s can slide when they want, just know when i’m done ill probably be the slidin’ the van
i’m walkin’ around with a knot no l’s so i’m steady duckin’ the cops f-ck a hoe then that b-tch gotta bail, bring a b-tch take a bus to the l
in a coupe finna make that b-tch vanish
this hunnid round clip hit yo head like a sandwich
and margiela my clothes and n-gg-s know me i swear i ain’t got no time for hoes
ill f-ck em and drop em like we do the folks

jg dooit [verse 3]
i’m in my other whip with my other b-tch tryna slide on another b-tch
i’m from chicago , n-gg-s post a ratchets, tweak they gon’ wack you like f-ck the government. fresh like double net, whole gang in this b-tch. chain out, i ain’t tuckin’ sh-t
i know i’ll go to jail if i get caught finessing n-gg-s sh-t but i love this sh-t
skur k!ll tat blat blat make a f-ck n-gg- fell back
i mean fall back, all black i mean all blues right now a hunnid of em
on my mother in 6 months i made a hunnid somethin’
if she ain’t f-ckin somethin’ then she suckin somethin’
if she ain’t suckin somethin’ then she f-ckin somethin’
either way i know the b-tch goin
don’t give a f-ck if she ain’t f-ckin’ somethin’ then she suckin somethin’ if she ain’t suckin’ somethin’ then she f-ckin’ somethin’, either way i know the b-tch goin’

cdot honcho [verse 4]
aye… off the drank in a coupe with yo b-tch
run through that b-tch then i’m done with yo b-tch
throw up the racks and blowin’ that sh-t for the while
you run up they open yo sh-t. in the masi’ them tires be scratchin’
get at yo body. gar 30 really be clappin ‘
i’m cancelin’ b-tches like nino. yo’ b-tch just blowin’ me i call that b-tch seafoam
gang in this b-tch where that dope at
we don’t smoke put a whole clip where yo’ nose at
a n-gg- , a black b-tches know dat. ain’t got times, so them hoes where the bro’s at. n-gg-s gon’ hate but i know dat
big roll put it to the sky if you already know that
45 clip let’em hold dat
aped out sinful fo’nem where yo home at

jg dooit [verse 5]
i don’ fell off , came up , came off, fell off , then came back up
told my b-tch its over, just like ghost from power
now its official with my backup
i seen a f-nny, walked up on me, jg i really like yo sh-t, lil n-gg- back up. cuz n-gg-s thirsty, lookin’ for a stain and i ain’t goin’ out like a lacker, i f-ck hoes in chicago just like designer i got hoes in atlanta
in my show no security, fo’nem got hammers i know they gon blam you
alotta chicago rap n-gg-s is corny , and we is not feelin those. cdot thats lil bro , run up on em if you want fo’nem put a hole in yo face like a cheerio
before rap i had a box of o’s, sellin’ those like cheerios
before rap we was gettin’ dough, have the other n-gg-s hoes suckin’ d-ck on video. i get up in the booth, and i just spit the truth i wouldn’t like me if i was you

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