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if i wasn’t - jl of b. hood lyrics

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[intro: starrz]
yeah, yeah
if i wasn’t me?
yeah, look

[verse 1: starrz]
if i wasn’t me, would you be blowing up my phone still?
come over, let me f*ck, and tell your friends you let me bone still?
if i ain’t had no clout, would you be hanging from my coattail?
i couldn’t fly you out or get you booked inside those hotels
would you be on my page and double tapping on my new pics?
if i ain’t had no followers, just followed by [?]
down for having group s*x with me and all my team hoe?
if i drove a honda with some tints, i keep ’em clean though
if i didn’t rap and have a pocket full of commas
would you still be beefing with my crazy baby*mamas?
if we did make dino’s and less of benihanas
would you still be eating me like dinner, jeffrey dahmer?
if i had a nine*to*five and making honest money
would you still be on my side if you can’t get a dollar from me?
if i was on a budget
no tell me, would you judge it?
if i still played my mixtape, would you tell me that you love it?
would you still want my picture if you saw me out in public?
sign my autograph on paper, tell me, would you own it?
if i ain’t had no haters, i couldn’t do no favors
would you still be down to hit me up or see me later?
[chorus: starrz]
if i wasn’t me, if i wasn’t me
if i wasn’t me, if i wasn’t me
if i ain’t had clout and i ain’t never make a hit
would you be d*t*f and still be jumping on my d*ck?
if i wasn’t me, if i wasn’t me
if i wasn’t me, if i wasn’t me
if i ain’t had clout and i ain’t never make a hit
would you be d*t*f and still be jumping on my d*ck?
if i wasn’t*

[verse 2: jl]
popping, then would you take advantage of other options?
if my videos had 20 views on youtube, would you watch ’em?
could i steal your heart if i really was out here flocking?
if i never make it into a benz out of that dodson?
we could only go window shopping, my pockets low
rolled up, but i could not smoke it ’cause my parole
i was rolling in dough, paper, but not this hoe
[?] down the pole, i kept you spoiled rotten though
would we even be friends? would i be seeing ya?
if i went and deleted all of my social media
wasn’t on wikipedia, wasn’t highly respected
wasn’t fly as expected, then would our lives have connected?
you knew that i had a weapon, then would you get in the whip?
would you like ’em, accept ’em without the sauce and the drip?
wasn’t trickin’, wanted to kick it with you, would you be ’bout it though?
couldn’t get you tickets to go see tech and krizz kaliko
if i was giving you everything worth imagining
would you treat me the same if i ain’t have a thing?
let me paint your face like a juggalette at the gathering?
or find a flirt and now you flattering?
[chorus: jl]
if i wasn’t me, if i wasn’t me
if i wasn’t me, if i wasn’t me
i didn’t have clout and i ain’t never make a hit
would you be d*t*f and still be jumping on my d*ck?
if i wasn’t me, if i wasn’t me
if i wasn’t me, if i wasn’t me
i didn’t have clout and i ain’t never make a hit
would you be d*t*f and still be jumping on my d*ck?
if i wasn’t me

[verse 3: saigon]
if i never got that part in entourage
would you still let me pull it out and park it in your garage?
would you still be down to monog’ if i wasn’t the head n*gga in charge?
don’t lie to me broads, this’ just a mirage
what if i happened to pick up the strap ’cause i was done with rap?
would you just up and then go and f*ck with a runningback?
or a n*gga like d rose that shoots free*throws?
of course you would, good
that’s the reason we don’t love these hoes
yeah i’m saying she a gold digger
’cause as long as he got the bag, she’ll f*ck him
sh*t even an old n*gga
if your b*tch was out in dubai last july and you ain’t pay for the trip
then she was out there sucking d*ck
what if i wasn’t out here buzzing like a bumblebee?
could i still snap my fingers and make you come to me?
if i ain’t had money for you to live comfortably?
you humping me or dumping me?
b*tch what if i wasn’t me?

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