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industry baby - freestyle - jourdan brothern lyrics

[intro]
aye, aye
daytrip took it to ten, hey

[verse 1]
i got a baby, and i blow out her back, aye
and i been feeding my racks, cause them sh*ts look so fat, aye
i don’t know why you p*ssy n*ggas be talkin’ all that, aye
half of the sh*t that come out yo mouth is some cap aye, cap aye

[pre*chorus]
i grab on my uzi, f*ck it, b*tch is choosy
grab my camera, make 3 pictures, that sh*t is a movie
and i f*cked up on a b*tch, her name was big booty judy
i know a b*tch named lucy, and she really loony

[chorus]
yea, i’m hummin’, like i’m kid cudi, n*gga nose was runny
all my diamonds shine bright, it look like it’s sunny
all these b*tch ass n*ggas really think they funny
these n*ggas think it’s funny, ’til i get my gunny

[post*chorus]
and everytime when i listеn to y’all n*ggas, y’all sound the same
thesе n*ggas be so borin’, i can’t f*ck wit’ them, they chase the fame
n*gga i am being serious, why do you keep playin’ games?
n*gga think he in a gang, but he really bein’ lame
[verse 2]
yeah, i’m up in the stu (stu), wit’ all of my dudes (dudes)
grab up on my glocky, i might give that n*gga a wound
n*gga move your arm, you better give my bullet some room, wait
and that n*gga keep playin’ wit’ me, now he gone way too soon
yeah, and they think they affect me, woah
if i go shoot up a n*gga, who is gon’ check me?, woah
even if i try to live, they not gonna let me, woah
n*gga, i’m the only one who can disrespect me, woah
i pull up to the party, pop a percy, go r*t*rded
go r*t*rded, go r*t*rded, n*gga we just getting started
i send so much smoke, that sh*t smell like we farted
a young n*gga been gettin’ rich, and his name not roddy

[post*chorus]
and i told you long ago, ye, on the road, ye
i got what they waitin’ for, ye, waitin’ for, ye, like donda
yea, i ain’t tryna start no drama, that b*tch get it from her mama
that b*tch f*ckin’ wit’ a baller, yea i’m f*ckin’ wit’ a caller
[verse 3]
aye lil’ n*gga, you know i am the ruler, ruler
n*gga don’t play wit’ me, i don’t wanna shoot ya
yea, i don’t wanna shoot ya, i might pull the trigger
right up on a n*gga, wit’ some hilfiger (yea)
ooh, yea, y’all so lame to me
every single track y’all make, y’all sound the same to me
i don’t know why these b*tch ass n*ggas always try to play wit’ me
but it seem like they always got somethin’ to say about me
yea, i’m up on that rap sh*t, you up on that cap sh*t
step in on that jat sh*t, i might pop a bottle, woah
your b*tch on full throttle, woah, i got me some stone no cobble, woah
you n*ggas don’t know that i shoot horizontal?
don’t ask why that n*gga gon’ walk wit’ a waddle, woah
i save all my money, why you n*ggas spendin’ sh*t?, woah
pick up that bottle, n*gga, and we go to spinnin’ sh*t, woah
me and my dawg, yea we be on that twinnin’ sh*t, woah
yea, you n*ggas tweetin’ sh*t, like that twitter sh*t?, woah

[post*chorus]
and i told you long ago, ye, on the road, ye
i got what they waitin’ for, ye, waitin’ for, ye, like donda
yea, i ain’t tryna start no drama, that b*tch get it from her mama
that b*tch f*ckin’ wit’ a baller, yea i’m f*ckin’ wit’ a caller, woah
[outro]
i might hit the speed on a motherf*cker, i might hit the speed on a motherf*cker

- jourdan brothern lyrics

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