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with the sh!t - jim jones lyrics

[jim jones:]
i think i’m in love, she with that sh-t
i got a blunt, she’ll hit that sh-t
we in the club and i see a girl and i think it’s best she’ll get that b-tch
holy above, i’m with that sh-t
i got a brick, she’ll flip that sh-t
if i was rich and i go broke
she gonna make sure i get back rich
who you think coming paying the bill
rocking giuseppes and a bag from channel
body hi-def and a booty to k!ll
driver, roll up your part-tion please
i got a bad b-tch on her knees
saying i’m a dog, i ain’t got no fleas
now pedal to the floor in the drop top v

[trey songz:]
she just my type, just my type
whole lot of girls around, that’s how she like, how she like
bottles and sparkles and bottles, she loves this life, she love this life
bad as f-ck, real as it gets
i love this b-tch, man, she with this sh-t
she with this sh-t, she with this sh-t
i love this b-tch, man, she with this sh-t
she with this sh-t, she with this sh-t
i love this b-tch, man, she with this sh-t

[jim jones:]
roll up my weed if ever i need, she roll that, roll that
tell this b-tch n-gga fall back, n-gga just hold that, hold that
you n-ggers old, you n-ggers old, you n-ggers throwback
my b-tch is cold, these b-tches broke, get ’em a coach back
booty so d-mn wild, check her while sneaking on top
these b-tches just asking for liquor, she tell ’em to open the port
don’t say i girl ’cause that my girl, she body, body
p-ssy taste just like a fountain, she climbing that d-ck like a mountain
oh and she gets so excited when i’m inside her, she love to ride it
know that she ever need something these n-ggers be fronting and i’mma provide it
i don’t trust these n-ggers
i don’t trust these b-tches
f-ck these n-ggers, we f-ck these b-tches!

[both:]
she just my type, just my type
whole lot of girls around, that’s how she like, how she like
bottles and sparkles and bottles, she loves this life, she love this life
bad as f-ck, real as it gets
i love this b-tch, man, she with this sh-t
she with this sh-t, she with this sh-t
i love this b-tch, man, she with this sh-t
she with this sh-t, she with this sh-t
i love this b-tch, man, she with this sh-t

[jim jones:]
she just my type, att-tude just like f-ck that, f-ck that
till i put her in her place and i hit her from the back and i f-ck that, f-ck that
she wanted to come, started busting off soon as i touched that
so i told her hold still, let me hit it right there ’cause you know i gotta bust back
k!lling these b-tches in line, i’m down
you got rid of these b-tches in time, i’m down
i’m f-cking these b-tches, i’m f-cking these b-tches
they sucking my d-ck while i’m riding around
that’s your ma, she wanna suck my d-ck while she replied
scruffy n-gga but he be flying, ride around in two-seater ride
i’m a b-tch’s dream, if i was you i wouldn’t sleep on me
just to live the other night i spent 20k with the hit on me
i’m obama check, that’s no scam, my sh-t don’t bounce like a ball of sand
b-tch wanna cuddle, better call your man

- jim jones lyrics

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